We rarely get rain in June, but this afternoon the heavy, gray clouds rolled over Fort Worth and haven’t left for the past few hours. Eric and I are sitting at a coffee shop that lines Bellaire near TCU. It’s a quaint coffee shop and we are nestled in the corner surrounded by windows. Eric is studying for a test he has tomorrow and I was attempting to work on my online class, but for some reason his laptop won’t let me download something I need to access my homework.
Life is getting busier, although it seems it hasn’t slowed down in the past few years. It scares me to hear the words, “while you have time…” because I feel I have no time. Tomorrow we are headed to Oklahoma for Eric’s great grandmother’s funeral and this Saturday we are driving to Little Rock, Arkansas to meet my parents for the weekend. Then I’m going to do a car swap and head to Alabama, where my parents live, to visit family for a few days while Eric heads back to Texas. Life rarely slows and there are times where I want to disconnect from all of it, but sometimes I feel like the only way to accomplish this is to leave the country.
But when the rain rolls in and the gray clouds settle over, I feel my chest rise and fall in relief because the world seems to slow for a few seconds.