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I know very little, if anything, about meteorology. I don't understand weather patterns, the gulf stream or the polar ice cap melting, and I don't pay much attention to it. Chide me if you must!

What I do know is that some days I wake to an overcast sky, blustery cold, rain or storms. Most often, however, there's a progression in the way weather develops. Clouds begin to form and the skies become darker. Rain begins slowly and then turns into a storm with all manner of thunder and lightning.

It can be a beautiful thing, yet often it frightens me and causes me to want to run and hide, and I have.

But sometimes . . . a few times . . . the storm ends, the clouds break and there's a rainbow.

My story, and maybe yours . . .

There, I said it!

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