While Mother Nature’s rain was nurturing those thirsty plants, mine were far from nurturing. Mine just caused a flood. A flood of emotions that were unstoppable. It was like watching a train crash in slow motion; thoughts crashing into one another, each one pushing the next one off the rails. Over and over in my head those carriages kept crashing until finally it all came to a grinding halt.
As I lay in bed feeling the turmoil inside, the thunder outside gently rumbles in my ears. But somewhere in that storm, the sound was louder in someone else’s ears as it crashed and boomed into their night. No doubt some lightning bolts added in there somewhere too. (It’s no wonder we are advised to stay away from computers and phones; no words can pass through the storm!).
Maybe checking the weather forecast daily would be fair warning of an impending storm and I could take cover and just hunker down till it’s passed. On the days when I’m brave enough to weather the storm and head out into the rain, may I always remember that the storm will pass and “then the air clears”, and may my umbrella never flip out!