Stories to tell

There is a tradition in the husband's family, particularly on his mother's side, of sharing/telling stories. Usually, the stories are true things that happened to the story teller. The husband's maternal grandmother passed recently from this life into the next. She will be missed. Today's snap is from the farm belonging to her and her husband (the Husband's grandparents). I took this snap last summer just as a delicious thunder storm was brewing. I can still feel the breeze building and smell the hay.

Everyone here in the middle east has stories to tell. Especially, those supporting families back in their home countries. It feels to me that most people come here to work. Or, we follow a spouse with a job here.
http://www.thenational.ae/article/20090502/MAGAZINE/705019966/1284

Right now, the stories coming out of Pakistan I find rather horrifying to put it mildly.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090507/ap_on_re_as/as_pakistan_223
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/07/world/asia/07refugee.html?exprod=myyahoo
According to the account at news.yahoo.com, roads have been blocked in the 'conflict region' to prevent civilians from leaving certain areas. I can't imagine the horror of trying to get my family out of an area where there is or is going to be fighting and not being able to get my children to safety.

My favorite stories are ones that have happy endings. I hate reading a nice long book to only have it end on a depressing note. Here's hoping that some day the world is filled with nothing but happy endings.

Peace.