Manila's Monsoon Mario

The torrential rains started on Thursday night ..... and did not cease until late into Friday night. The longest 24 hours for 'over 150 thousand' families ..... and the hardest weeks and months ahead ..... as the clean up and rebuilding commences. 

I have always loved the rain .... nestling in the warmth, the dry ..... such a good excuse for a 'couch' day .... but there was no joy in it this time. As I sat and listened to the constant battering on the tin roof, I knew it meant only one thing .... suffering.... the loss of homes, possessions, livelihoods ..... and lives. The feeling of helplessness..... is quite overwhelming. 

Rain will never sound the same again. Not here anyway! 

How much can one nation endure? How many times can it recover from such disasters? The poor get poorer, the sick sicker ..... life is so very unbalanced at times..... 

Pray...... xx