Gratitude

It's eight o'clock at night. Our water has been off since noon. There was some sort of leak in a city pipe and there have been workers digging up the road trying to find it and fix it. They are still out there working in the cold under floodlights. I'm feeling grateful for the meager supply of water we had stored in our food storage. I'm definitely among the few that don't take food storage seriously, but am kind of learning a lesson. I miss running water. I am grateful for running water when we have it. I'm grateful for the store down the street where I could easily acquire more water. We are blessed. And I am grateful.