Frequent power outages here serve to remind me how blessed I am. We cheer when our electric fans begin to spin again, but many of my neighbors don’t even notice – they have no electric fan. They don’t applaud when the electric water pump comes on so they can flush the toilet because they have neither of those things either. We eagerly reboot our router and computers and race back to the internet, leaving behind those who can only dream of such things. I’m blessed.
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