I know in my last post, I was kind of griping about the weird winter weather Alabama experienced, but I have been meaning to write about something I've loved about the weather here too. The rain.
I love it. It rains a lot here. It's raining right now actually. Sometimes in the middle of the night, I wake up and I hear it raining and I feel so peaceful. There's not a care I have that I can think of. I just lay there and feel completely safe and loved and happy. I don't know how that happens by just hearing it rain outside. Maybe that's how life sounded when I was in my mom's womb before being born and I probably felt safe there so that's why I feel safe when I hear the rain now. I don't know. I'm thinking crazy. :)
Anyway, the rain is wonderful. It's peaceful and makes me think of God. I really do love it. Life in the South is good.
P.S. General Conference was this weekend and it was amazing and uplifting, and I feel a bit more ready to take this life on again. If you didn't get to see it or want to see it again, watch it here.
