The rain on my rooftop stills my heart. The thunder rolls around and through the valley, reminding me that storms are mobile. They do not stay forever. The deluge pounds the shelter over my head. It rolls down outside my window like a waterfall, creating a familiar hiss. The lightning and thunder are having a … Continue reading The Storm
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The Storm
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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