I woke up this morning to the sound of those little gray cat paws tap, tap, tapping on the tin roof over my bathroom and thought, "Now who said it could RAIN?"
Once again no one asked MY permission, no they did not, and it's raining and my bones ache and well, too bad.

It's the day we celebrate Martin Luther King's birthday and as with all Famous People's Birthday Celebrations it has mostly come down to the fact that the banks and libraries are closed which is sad but what are you going to do? If we all just took a second, or maybe thirty of them, and thought about what this particular Famous Person's life has meant to all of us, it would be a good thing.
Our country is far better off for the fact that he was born and lived and worked so hard to just get a little justice, a little dignity.
He changed the world. Yes he did.

I am not changing the world today. You can count on that.
I'm just going to take Kathleen up to Thomasville and hopefully wait while she gets her chemo. Bring her home and make whatever she wants to eat and tuck her up in the Panther Room where the sheets are clean and cozy.

Rain, rain, rain, and usually I love it but today I could live without it, those wet gray paws, tap, tap, tapping. Selfishly, I could.

Well, some things you cannot change and the rain is most definitely one of them.
The birds, undeterred, eat at the feeder, life goes on, soggy and damp though it may be and we may not dance through it today or fly, either, but slog and sometimes slogging is what we must do.
All we can do.

And light the lights inside and be gentle to ourselves and let the rain outside fall as it must and accept it for what it is because that is all we can do, maybe not change the world but tomorrow, maybe we will.