A while back, I was sitting in the Tampa airport waiting to go home. A severe summer thunderstorm came from seemingly nowhere, suspending all flights.
The terminal has a corrugated aluminum roof, so you could hear the rain pounding a harsh drumbeat. Spectacular lightning flashes could be seen throughout the horizon.
I didn’t want to leave late, as I had been on the road a great deal. But how could I argue with the cosmic light and sound show I was being provided for free? I got a soymilk hot chocolate from Starbucks, and settled in for the premier.
Some things we can control. And some we have to let go. How you doing on that?