I once heard about the calm before the storm,
So instead of enjoying the calm I sat anxiously waiting for the storm,
Too good to be true,
I don’t deserve this,
I’ve got the perfect wardrobe for the storm,
And enough food to last me til it passes,
It’s not until the storm hits me that I begin to wish that I enjoyed the calm.
Sometimes we are too busy waiting for things to fall apart that we don’t appreciate the beauty of what is.