"That is so
amazing that you are having more snow. We're trying not to be green
with envy as we lay in our bed sweating away. The fans are on 24-7 now
days. It's useless to take showers to cool off. It feels good for a
brief moment, but then we are sticky hot again and wonder why we
bothered. This is truly the only nasty time of the year. As we near
the end of the season we are longing for the rains to come back. We are
longing for the end of "dirty season" where we shovel dirt in contrast
to Americans shoveling snow. We are dreaming of those wonderful
torrential rains that we are so famous for. It does not rain cats and
dogs out here. The rain comes down in sheets. We know that Harmattan
will not go on forever. We know that there is an end out there
somewhere. Maybe the end of this month. Maybe this will go on into
March. But somewhere out there the rains WILL come back. We try not to
think about it too much. We try to live one day at a time. We try to
remind ourselves that this too will pass. It always has in the past.
This will not go on forever, no matter what it feels like! It takes
three big rain storms to wash all the dirt out of the sky, all of the
dirt off our lush tropical vegetation. And when that third big rain
comes, we shout GLORY HALLELUJAH! as we roll up our sleeves and and
joyfully jump into our annual Spring Housecleaning. Every cupboard,
every closet, every nook and cranny is covered with dirt. We tear the
house apart one room at a time, and slowly but surely our lovely
Spiritual Retreat Center re-emerges. And we live happily ever after."
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