I miss being able to look up at the sky and see the storm clouds gather. It was both exciting and frightening simultaneously, to watch the dark clouds cover a just-a-few-minutes-before blue, sunny sky. Now….I am able to sense the change in the sky instead of actually seeing it – sometimes it is very still before a storm, not even a whisper of a breeze; other times there is a spirited wind, signaling a storm is about to descend upon us. Of course, there are those times when I hear the rolling of thunder before my senses pick up on those other pre-storm indicators. Experiencing a storm will never be the same for me as it was for the majority of my life; it is not a loss, I realize. I can still be amazed by a storm, but in the gift of experiencing it in new ways. For that, I am thankful.
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