The closest I get...

Just a quick one tonight.

As the rain slowly starts to fall up here in Toronto, our thoughts and prayers go out to those who weren't so lucky.




When the closest I get to being put out is cancelling plans because we "don't want to get wet..."

When the closest I get to destruction is hearing of water above the roofline...

When the closest I get to loss is seeing the tears on the face of a little girl many, many miles away...

When the closest I get to helping is a click, a hope, and a prayer...



As Katrina continues on her path, please remember all those who have been affected. And if you want to help, go to The Red Cross. They know what they're doing.

All for now,
Kef...