A Prayer and a Lasting Mark

I know what it is like to live in a town that floods regularly. Fortunately , our farm was high above the town.

Sundry Shades of Green

It happened six years ago, on the 26th of September, 2009…

6am. She woke up from the sound of the heavy rain pouring down nonstop since the previous days. Looking at the clock on her phone, she’s an hour early from her wake up call.

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