We have been under a Severe Thunderstorm Watch most of the evening. I love storms, especially when there is good rumbling thunder and bright lightning. There is nothing as soothing as laying in bed in the dark and hearing the rain chatter as it comes down.
I can remember as a small child standing backwards on my grandparent's sofa staring out the picture window as storms would roll in - my grandmother always joined me, and I'm sure I got my love of the storm from her. I have a feeling this all started as her way of teaching me I didn't need to be frightened, and it simply grew into one of our little traditions...one I gladly passed on to my sons.
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