I tossed one end of the blanket up into the air while keeping a tight grasp on the end closest to me. I let the blanket gently fall back down to earth to create a soft and itch-free laying spot for me on the grass. I kicked off my sandals, hopped onto the blanket and fell onto my back tucking my fore arms under my head for pillow support. Glancing up into the sky I watched as the storm moved closer in. From my expertise in predicting the weather it was about 10 minutes from opening the flood gates onto me. While laying under the billowing gray clouds my mind started to jump from thought to thought. I thought of how lucky I was to have over-come my fear of storms so I could now fully embrace the feeling of laying in the grass watching it roll in. I thought of how lucky I was to have a husband who is always with me in everything I do and go through. I thought of my family and how things don’t always work out how you expect them to…but its okay. I thought of the wonderful times Ive been experiencing with friends this summer at the pool. But most importantly I thought of love.
Jared hopped off the swing that was hanging from the oak tree. What a crafty husband I have. I love the country styled swing he built for me. With a beverage to relax him from the day in one hand he supported his body weight with the other to plop down next to me on the blanket. Right there. In that moment. Was perfection. I lifted my head to his thigh for better support and we both gazed up into the on coming-thunder baring-storm. We glanced at each other with little smirks and both commented on how beautiful this moment was. We talked about our future together and all the goals in life we both wanted to accomplish. We joked about the day and how we accidentally had just walked 4 miles by getting lost in our new neighborhood. Then comes Dash. Dash was jealous that his mommy and daddy were having a moment of time with just each other to cuddle with. He nudged himself as close as he could into the cracks between us afraid of being left out. Yes Dash, we see you there. We started laughing some more when I began feeling little drops of rain on my forehead. We hopped up quickly and looked out into the wall of rain that was roaring our way. Gathering up our blankets and tossing them into the porch the rain fell down harder. This time it didn’t feel like sprinkles it felt like little BB pellets. We hurried ourselves to make it under some shelter before we got too wet. And right at that moment we stopped. And kissed in the rain….