I am blessed

Today I went to the National Geographic Headquarters. They had a photo exhibition there: some NG photographers had gone to a refugee camp in Uganda and taught the kids how to take pictures. Those photos were displayed, along with quotes from them for captions. Looking at them reminded me that my clothes are not dirty and ripped, I have food to eat every day, a roof that doesn't leak and walls that don't crumble. My parents and siblings are alive. Life is good.

Then I went to Alexandria, VA where we wandered around Old Town, ate at a yummy Thai place, did some shopping. We took the metro to Arlington Cemetery, but it was closed, so we walked across the bridge into DC and saw the Jefferson Memorial at night. I watched the sun setting over the Potomac River, behind the Washington Monument and the Jefferson and Lincoln Memorials. The White House and Capitol were visible in the distance. A duck was bobbing up and down in the waters of the Potomac, riding the waves. A man was fishing, and reeled in a fish just as we passed by. There were families peacefully picnicking on the waterfront in the twilight. I saw tons of adorable little kids, many of whom would stop and stare at me. I think I'm a freak or something. I was reminded of how much I love toddlers and babies, and how much I miss my siblings.

Life is good. God is good, even in this at-times-godless city. I am blessed.