It's raining.

I love it when it rains. I love the sound the rain makes as it plunks down upon the patio... how the thunder rolls across the sky like a herd of wild buffalo... how the wetness feels between my toes ... cool and refreshing...

This has been a rough year.

It occurred to me that I have been in a Lupus Flare for over a year now... as it started last August...

I can't seem to shake it.

In just a few short days... the daughter and I will be traveling west... to drive a friend half-way back to her home in California. I can feel the adventure she is looking towards... and it makes me smile.