Thunderstorms
I find it strange the things that are triggering memories of my Mother. Tonight, here in Minneapolis, we are getting hit by another round of sever thunderstorms. There is no threat in my neighborhood right now, just lots of lightning, thunder, and heavy rains.
My mother loved thunderstorms, especially when she was up at the cabin on Lake Morrison near Outing, Minnesota. She really loved the sound of the thunder rolling overhead and the lightning snaking through the black sky over the lake.
So tonight, I am sitting here watching an almost continuous light show outside of my kitchen window thinking that my Mother must be enjoying the view she has of it from Heaven. I know she'd enjoy being here right now to watch it with me.
I really miss her.
My mother loved thunderstorms, especially when she was up at the cabin on Lake Morrison near Outing, Minnesota. She really loved the sound of the thunder rolling overhead and the lightning snaking through the black sky over the lake.
So tonight, I am sitting here watching an almost continuous light show outside of my kitchen window thinking that my Mother must be enjoying the view she has of it from Heaven. I know she'd enjoy being here right now to watch it with me.
I really miss her.