I was walking from my double-wide into the building, and I heard it. The familiar noise that sparks such fondness in me. It even makes me talk all romantical like that. It was thunder.
Ladies and gentlemen, twenty minutes later...it's raining in Flower Mound. I am so excited, I can't contain myself. I was on the mainland when it was looking gloomy, and I knew I needed to either get out to my trailer or be stuck in the building without the ability to go home. So, when a first grade teacher pointed out that it was starting to sprinkle really big drops, I made a run for it. Now that I'm out here, the sky has opened up and the rain is coming down in sheets, and it's beautiful.
Thank you God for the rain. It was quite a beautiful surprise.
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