I woke up last night to the crash and boom of lightning and thunder. It hit so close to our house that I could feel it shake, and the thunder boomed at the exact same time the lightning hit. I immediately reached for Andy, just to notice he was gone. I yelled his name and he came running inside; he had gone outside to get Nixon out of his kennel and into his garage kennel. As I laid in his arms he calmed me down, assured me that our house was safe, and I couldn't help but feel so blessed to have him in my life to love me and calm my fears. This morning I realized what a silly thing it was to be so afraid of lightning, but it is still such a comfort just to know he will be there for me, protecting me. And the funny thing is now we know that when we have kids they are going to have to come running to Andy to comfort them during a lightning storm because I will be hiding under the covers!
