Look Up

Originally posted January 16, 2013

Franny lay in the grass at the edge of the maple tree shade watching the clouds float across the blue sky. Big fluffy clouds making images of animals, people, or anything her mind could see in them. They weren’t all white as the sun would create shadows as they moved. She could easily fall asleep with the dreaminess of the day.

Fran was transported back to her yard as the clouds begin moving together and growing darker. A sudden flash warned her of the clouds, now heavy with rain, waiting to release the moisture on the dry earth. Fran jumped up dashing toward the cover of the porch. Half way there, drops began to fall and before she reaches the porch she felt the drenching rainwater soak her through.

Protected by the roof of the porch, Franny watched the light show from the lightening dancing among the clouds. She listened to the booming thunder as it moved closer and closer.

Soon the storm moved on to the east leaving fresh air and brightened colors. Franny sat on the edge of the porch thinking about the peace of the white clouds and the power of storm clouds. She loved the clouds and will always remember to look up finding her old friends bringing peace and power to her life.


Author: Pamela K. Young

I have not only lived many chapters in one life, but many lives in one body. The person I am today is far wiser than the me of young adulthood. My life is like your life with its ebb and flow. We are all connected in some way. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother, but what makes me, well, me is the way I wife, mother, and grandmother. I am a liver transplant survivor. Whatever devastation you have survived, we survived in our individual ways. I create with words and photos. I am a writer and photographer.

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