You Mean I’m Supposed to Rejoice?

Rain-kissed Roses in my front yard .  Oh, I know I am going to hate myself for using this cliche, so please forgive me but consider yourself warned: when it rains it pours! Doesn’t  it seem that way sometimes? Today I heard the rumbling of thunder and enjoyed the sound of rain. I don’t understand whyContinue reading “You Mean I’m Supposed to Rejoice?”