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November 17, 2013
November rain, a grey cold calling for warmth and coziness. No! to field trips to the art museum or even the drug store for the Sunday puzzle. No! to swimming. There is only me and the sofa and my cat today. We listen to the downpour and share looks at the lightening. I have a great book and a crockpot dinner waiting for evening. How lucky, and grateful I am; warmth, shelter, food.

All this, in the midst of news of the Philipines' million homeless people. "Homeless" is hard to grasp in terms of the prolonged suffering, minute by minute.