Getting Excited.

I need to start celebrating the little things. I think if I do that, everyday life will be easier. Accepting the little things as gifts from God will prepare me for life on my own, and the start of this organization swirling around in my head.

So, I'm going to write the little things down. And by write, I mean type. Here.

I was walking out the door this evening to walk the dogs and the clouds were spelling STORM all over them. But that was the reason I was walking them. The past few weeks, I've skipped the evening walks all together because 102 degree weather burning the pavement all day probably doesn't feel too good on the dogs' feet. And I'm not really OK with walking in 102 degree weather, either, but right before a storm, it's cooler.

Anyway, we were halfway down the street and it started drizzling lightly. A few drops here and there. Nothing steady. It really was a beautiful feeling. But I prayed that He would just hold off the storm until we were done, home safe. And dry. Petty, I know.

We finished the walk, headed up the driveway, and the hugest clap of thunder ever roared. My oldest dog is not OK with thunder, so he wanted to get inside, but I made him sit before I opened the door. Mind you, it wasn't raining yet, just the sporadic sprinkle.

He refused to sit, and while my youngest dog was busy rolling around in who knows what, I repeated the command until he did. When he did, I opened the door and we walked in. Not thirty seconds after I shut the door, it started. The rain. Major downpour.

Amazing.

Oh, and I can't forget about the amazing sunrise this morning.

Noted.

I feel different. A good different. And I can't help but think that this feeling began on June 25th, 2009.