It’s no secret that I am a storm lover. So much so, that the sound machine I sleep to is a thunderstorm. However, when the storm outside is louder than the storm in my room, I take notice. Mainly, because our house burned during a thunderstorm in 2009. The lightning strike that caused the fire … Continue reading The Storm
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Lessons from the Storm
When I stepped onto the path, the sun was playing hide and seek with the clouds racing across the sky. The birds were singing. Urgently. It was not their usual playful banter. My ears heard the differences without my notice, at first. Halfway through my walk, the sun had disappeared, along with the birdsongs. My … Continue reading Lessons from the Storm
Rainy Season
Rainy season greeted me with open arms upon my return to Uganda. I woke from my exhausted sleep to the sounds of Thunder. His voice here is deeper than at home, a bass to be sure. Instead of rolling around the mountains and echoing through the valley, his noise skipped across Lake Victoria like a … Continue reading Rainy Season
Lessons in the Storm
The storm rages. The thunder rolls, bounces off the mountains, and returns like a boomerang. The ground is moving. My usual porch writing spot does not feel safe, so I withdraw into the house. The walls tremble and shake at the vibrations. Pictures rattle. Even as a lover of thunderstorms, I am on edge with … Continue reading Lessons in the Storm
Michelle's Mosaic 