Thunderstorms

We were hit with a random but powerful thunderstorm yesterday. The kind that comes out of nowhere, where it rains so hard that mist rises off the pavement and you can smell the dirt after it's all over. It's the best kind of storm, powerful, but short and sweet. I left work early and as I was walking to the car in the downpour, I began to cry and as the rain mixed with the salty tears, I realized how insanely lucky I am. They were tears of happiness and utter gratitude, because I've done nothing to deserve the wonderful things I have. And for that I thank God or whomever or whatever is up there watching over us. I'm married to an amazing man who is good to me, I'm pregnant with his child and I have friends and family who love me for me. It all hit me at once, and I had what I can only describe as an "American Beauty" moment. Like the movie says, "it's hard to be angry with so much beauty in the world." I don't know what I've done to deserve it but I won't take it for granted or let anyone down. I am so so blessed.
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