Oh, man, it was good to wake up this morning to some good news.
I mean, some really good news. I only can imagine how the parents of 12 boys and the loved ones of their soccer coach are feeling this morning.
Rescue teams pulled the last of the boys and their coach out of that purgatory where floodwaters had trapped them. They were stranded in that cave for more than two weeks.
Indeed, when I first heard about the “missing” boys and coach, my heart sank. There’s no way they’ll be found alive, I thought. Well, silly me. Indeed, silly the rest of the world, too.
They not only were alive when they were detected deep underground, they were in relatively good condition, in relatively good spirits.
So, they’re in a hospital in northern Thailand, being treated for whatever ills they might have developed while awaiting their rescue. I heard someone report that the boys were “quite hungry.” Do ya think?
This is the kind of story that lifts all our spirits.
How does one offer appropriate congratulations and expressions of gratitude to the Thai navy SEALs and the international community that worked so damn hard to free those young men from their captivity?
I guess a mere “thank you” will have to suffice.
Meanwhile, I might be smiling all day.