Bitter Rain and the loss of a parent at the kid's school

 After I dropped the kids off at school I took the car in for some much needed repairs. Unable to find a ride home, I walked the mile and a half home. The walk wasn't the problem; that honor goes to the pouring rain, the wind and the bitter temperatures. I'm not saying it was the Frozen Chosin, but by the time I arrived home I was soaked to the core, and was so cold that when even as I type this my skin is 'burning' as it warms back up. Misery, sheer misery. What a gawdawful start to the daylight hours.

You know what, now that I've whined about a walk in the rain let me lend some perspective: on Monday the mother of a student at our kids school was murdered by her boyfriend, mere blocks from where her daughter sat in class. I can't imagine what that girl is going through, with an absent father and a mother cruelly taken from her in a mindless act of violence. Our prayers have been with her all week.