Yesterday I was politely reminded that my ho-hum rantings are tolerated but hardly the sort of thing that most people find interesting enough to want to actually read. I slept on this thought. So why do I bother, day after day to look at this world of ours and spend time meandering as I do?
If my only outlet is to research and think and write and even if my writings are seen as the ravings of a lunatic … So be it …
Today, as I read my monthly SI (Soroptomist International) bulletin I tried to personally relate to how it must feel to be one of the many women worldwide that SI is talking about. I tried to imagine what it must be like to live without electricity. What would it be like to struggle on year after year without it?
I was reminded of conditions brought about in my province (New Brunswick Canada) by the recent storm, Arthur. Some families were left without power for up to a week. This was bad enough. Even if we were to lose all that food most of us keep in our freezers, at least we had hope that eventually the lights and power would eventually be back on.
But to never have access to energy?
It is something to think about.