In the summer of 2007, I think mother nature was just fed up with my neighborhood for some reason because she sent down a storm of the ages. I can still feel that sickly feeling of looking outside, and everything is more green than it should be, and there is absolutely no sound in the pre-storm quiet. Then, out of no where it came. There were rain drops falling that could fill a table spoon with one drop, hail the size of golf balls, and worst of all wind that I will never forget. We have two big oak trees in my back yard and in this storm, you could see the whole tree bending from the strain the wind was pressing on it. So, as you may have guessed from this storm, the power of course went out and it was later at night. Since I was a young, little boy then, of course sleep was not even an option in all of this excitement so my whole family sat up that night together. Just reading by candle light, or telling stories, taking in the smell of the scented candles, basking in the rhythm of mother nature's parade of power. That is one of my most fond memories of the four of us together. It didn't happen all that often where we were all together, without anything we could do except just be together without the distractions that our worlds put between us. This blog is suppose to be about darkness, but there in the glow of candles, there was nothing dark about it.