I love thunderstorms. It is amazing to me how powerful and breathtaking they are. The rain washes everything away, washes the earth clean so that we may begin anew. The piercing cracks of thunder and the bright flashes of lightening make the storm that much more incredible. The rainbow after the storm once the sun comes out proves the beauty that rain can create.
Though rain and flooding have somewhat turned my life upside down, I believe it was God’s symbol to me to start clean. To wash away my previous life which I became submissive, so that i may renew myself, that I may start again and find my true passion. Now it is just a matter of determining what exactly that is. I see so many of my friends pursuing their dreams, making something of themselves, making a name for themselves, and I seem lost. I have forgotten what my dreams are or have realized that I never really had any serious dreams in the first place. I focused so long for what I wanted in the past that I forgot about the future.