Rainstorms

Laying here in my bed listening to the loud drops of rainwater splashing their way down onto anything in their path, I am deep in thought. There is so much change in the air that it is literally crashing down onto the earth. Here in Ohio and most of the NorthEast, humankind has melted and become slaves to the grips of this heat wave. This "cool" shower of raindrops is a welcome change to the humid air that has become the norm. During this reign of the sun, I've become a creature of the night. Due to an unfortunate run-in with some sunscreen earlier in the summer, I am just now being allowed to use it again (Eye guess that sunscreen and your eyes don't mix very well and being fair-skinned and freckled makes me chained to the bonds of sunscreen.  Not being  allowed to use it has forced me to cover up every part of me and stay away from the sun. 

These two circumstances (the heat wave and the rash around my eye) have created so much conflict in my life that at times, they have come bursting out in the form of tears,loud words or just moments of loneliness. I have been so conflicted in pain, in thought and in love that sometimes, in the heat of the moment, I panic. This rainstorm is so welcome. It is soothing and full of hope. It is ironic that this heat wave is subsiding just about the same time that my eye is almost fully healed. The calm pitter-patter of the raindrops remind me that even in the darkest of times, there is hope.