Last night I thought of you… like I always do.

I woke up to thunder and my thought immediately went to you… but why would that make me think of you?

I thought about how funny you were regarding the weather. You were like my little weather girl, you always knew the five day forecast. If this had been 3 months ago, I would have woken up to you sitting up in bed with nothing but the glow of your iPhone on your face checking the radar.

Instead, I woke up to a dark room and a feeling of being all alone.

I remember when you use to say, “what should we do?”, “where should we go?”, “I’m scared”, and you always were so worried about lightening hitting the fence or how you wouldn’t let me take showers when it was raining outside, and if it got really bad we would go into the closet.

So there we would be… sitting in the closet, you with your iPhone checking the radar to see when it would end and me with the flashlight in case the power went out.

We were there together… waiting out the storm.

Well, here we are in the middle of the worst storm imaginable… waiting it out.

Except, I can’t see you or take care of you…

I can’t check the radar to see when its going to end…

I can’t hide in the closet…

All I have is my flashlight.

I will hold on to it forever…

It gives me hope…

It gives me strength…

It gives me all I need while I wait out the storm.

Gabe