Rain

I really do love the rain. I know most people will think I’m crazy but there is nothing I love more than watching a thunderstorm just on the brink of tornado. There is something soothing to me about gusty winds, pouring hard rain on the rooftops, bright flashes of light and house shaking rumbles of thunder. When I was a kid I remember my papa would sit out on the front porch and watch it storm. That is probably why I love storms so much, because it’s a memory of him. People think I'm crazy but one of these days I want to go on a storm chase. You know, where you chase down and follow tornados. I figure that is really the safest way to see one. I mean you are with professional people who know what they are doing, know what they are looking for and know what distance is safe. My husband on the other hand hates them. If there is even the hint of a storm he has the weather channel on and God forbid if there is one at night. He is up all night just listening and pacing the floor while I am sound asleep.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the sunshine and warm weather too but nothing is more calming that a good old storm.