A Stormy Response

tornado-landscapeShe felt angry inside: emotions churning and fighting to get out. Throwing books across the room, pounding on the bed as she lay sobbing on it, did not extinguish the pain and the anguish. It was not supposed to be like this! She had to get out. The air felt stifling and the desire to escape was too great. The weather warnings on the news were forgotten as she threw open the door and escaped, trying to run faster than the memories that swirled in her head.

She ran. Feeling the wind drying the tears running down her face. She ran. The pounding of her feet on the road seeming to soothe her soul. On and on she went, her practice for marathons helping her run without stopping. The thoughts in her mind came thick and fast. It was not supposed be like this. I trusted them. Five years of my life, wasted! What am I going to do? Round and round. No answers, no responses.

Eventually she stopped, winded. No answers had come to her mind but she felt calmer, more at peace. The wind had picked up, and rain had begun to pelt against her body. The wind invigorated her; and took her away from the anguish in her mind. In the distance she saw the storm heading her way. Sitting down on the road, she watched it approaching. Her hair whipping around her face, she felt a sense of peace invade her. This was it, let nature give her the solution.

What will be, will be.

(This post was inspired by Kellie Elmore’s prompt. Join in and share what the above photobrings to mind)


19 thoughts on “A Stormy Response

      1. Love it too! Now you made me think of those old movies. I could sit and watch them for hours, especially ones with Doris Day and Fred Astaire in it. 🙂 Thanks for the video. 😀 *hugs*


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