A Little Fall of Rain

What a week it has been.  Rain.  Lightning and thunder.  More rain.  Wind.  Still more rain.  Showers.  Downpours.  The wet stuff.  This week has been nasty, weatherwise.  And when it rains, it really pours.  Granted, we do need the water in California, lest another drought year continues.  The saying "when it rains..." can also be used to things that happen in life.  This week...an uncle enters the hospital, yet again, because he's got fluid not only in his lungs, but his body.  As of this evening I understand that Rodolfo is doing fine- no longer under sedation and will have to undergo dialysis due to malfunctioning kidneys.  Keep him in your prayers, please.
The day after he enters the hospital, his granddaughter, Raquel, has a car accident.  Apparently the other diver did not see the van Raquel was driving.  Luckily, she has a few cuts and scrapes, but is in terrible pain, as accident victims are apt to feel.
Lastly, one of my aunts on my father's side died today early in the morning.  Maria Teresa DeBoi was in her early 90s and was dealing with cancer.  Her daughter, my cousin Linda, informed me via FaceBook about how she was not doing well.   And today I get the news she is gone.  I never really got to know my  Tia Teresa.  I was raised by a completely different family.  I only knew of her when my father died. I just thought I had a Tia Moncha and Tia Chela; turns out I had a Tia Natalia, Tia Chepita and Tia Teresa.  My family duty is to accompany my brothers, who apparently were close to her.  I will be there this weekend.  Please pray for my cousin Linda and her family.
Yes, when it rains it pours.
I miss hearing from my friend in SoCal- I know he is busy.  I miss my FB friends that write brief messages.  It's times like this I'd like to chat...laugh...smile.  And my pal in Spain, well the time difference.  I hear from him and he gives me "animo" and to look ahead.
Well, I promise the next entry will be a "fun, frothy" one.