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Contemplating the storms of life. |
| Life Storm I lay awake at night listening to the howling wind, watching lightening flash, and feeling thunder rattle my house. As I listen to the screaming wind, I think about the last fourteen months, searching for a sign that would’ve told me the battle I now face on all sides. The blinding flashes of lightening remind me of the ups and downs I’ve been dealing with for months, wondering if there’s hope to be found. Thunder rattles through my soul, leaving me wondering where I went wrong, if I could have changed anything, and asking myself if I could change the future. As the storm subsides into the distance, my thoughts turn to what the future holds. Rather than dwell on a past I can’t change, I will wake up in the morning to chase my dreams. |