Rain Thunder Go Away!

Last night I became a quivering five year old. Waking the hubs to ask if we were going to get struck by lightning. Convincing myself that God was bowling that that's why the thunder was so frequent and so loud... because everyone knows God LOVES bowling. The house shook. I was a wreck. The clock read 1:39 AM and I. was. UP. Oh, please let me out grow my super hearing, please let me out grow my silly fears. It passed and I fell asleep and woke up to little droplets of rain.