I've always had an attraction for thunderstorms; as children my sister and I would go out to play in the rain. When the sky would darken with thunder, and lightning rolled in, we'd get pulled indoors by our parents. Now, as an adult I brave storms and stand as near to the action as possible. I absolutely love the sound of the rain, hail, thunder, and lightning. I take a deep breath and inhale deeply the smell of natures turbulence. The reward which I always watch for at the end of the storm is a RAINBOW. For some reason, whenever I see a rainbow I feel the presence of my dad. This feeling enveloped me again tonight following the rainstorm which ended shortly before dusk. I love it when he is near !
I am thankful for Gods gift of rainbows; and welcome the serene happiness I feel each time one touches my heart.
