Last night there was a thunderstorm. It was loud. It was bright. The rain was pouring from the sky. Everything stopped. I sat in bed with all of the blinds opened and watched the flashing lightning paint the sky over and over and over again. The thunder boomed and my poor Bella ran under the bed. The rain poured and poured and poured. I thought about how cleansing a storm can be. While it's happening, it can be scary...just ask my dog...but after it's over, I wake up and feel renewed. Maybe we need to storm sometimes too. Let it all out and see what's left and how it feels. I storm...on the pages my notebook. When I'm frustrated or worried or ecstatic, I open the pages and let it all out. The emotions paint the pages of my notebook...it's all left there. And after, I feel renewed. I breathe more deeply, think more clearly, and feel better. Without thunderstorms, what would spring be? Without writing, who would I be? I have always been deeply connected to th...
I love your sunshine - it's raining here. I hope you enjoy your "freedom" this week. Do something fun, something daring, something moxie!
ReplyDeleteENJOY YOUR BREAK! I love your mug (and Bella) and an opening day filled with sunshine.
ReplyDeleteThis makes me happy for you. I'm not so long out of the classroom that I don't remember the JOY of a well-deserved break!
ReplyDeleteHappiness and light in your post this morning! May your break be restful and rejuvenating!
ReplyDeleteThe way you placed the poem symbolises the space and possibilities spring break gives for you.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy! Started break here too- so needed it!
ReplyDeleteBella looks like she is enjoying the sunshine! Enjoy your hopefully, calm and relaxing Spring Break!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy every moment.
ReplyDeleteI love the placement of the photos wihtin your poem, Michelle. Have a wonderful and restful week off!
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