Perspective

My Mom's voice echoes through my mind sometimes:

"What you need is a different perspective"!

This weekend, I found a new perspective

through reading a history book about the Dust Bowl

on the Great Plains during the Depression Era

(aka the 'Dirty Thirties').Life was hard enough before, but the drought and dusters

stopped it altogether.

Many children died, getting lost in the Black Blizzards,

or from dust pneumonia, when the lungs become

so clogged with dirt

that you cannot breathe anymore.

My great-grandma, my Grammy, lived in Kansas,

a little girl during the Dust Bowl.

I have been reminded about how *clean* my home is,

how healthy my children are,

and how much food we have in our pantry.

We aren't eating tumbleweeds.