The thunder storm woke me up. It was really fabolous though. Bright flashes of lightning followed by large booms of thunder. It was fast moving storm but a loud one.
Our old dog is terrified of thunder and he jumped into bed with us and shook. My husband and I tried calming him, but he's been terrified of thunder storms since he was a puppy. He's 11 now and the booms of the thunder still terrify him.
It's funny to me a thunderstorm is somewhat comforting. The flashes and booms make me feel safe. Maybe it was the down comforter keeping me warm, or the familarity of my husbands body sleeping next to mine that comforted me. Though the crashes of thunder made my body tense, they made me happy and smile.
I'm not a religious person, though I do believe in God and the larger powers that be. I guess for me a good thunder storm is a reminder that something larger is out there. It's God's little way of saying hello and letting me know that I'm not alone.
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