Chasing Storms

Things don’t always go accordingly to plan.Sometimes they change in a blink, a breath, a heartbeat.I was raised where men had a ring emblazoned on their back pocket, a hat on the dash, and a loaded gun rack. Every man I ever knew had a sharp knife in their jeans and rope in their truck just in case. And everyone knew everyone’s business cause that is what made us family.I grew up where you didn’t wear white after Labor Day or before Memorial Day and to do so was almost as bad as killing someone. We went to church on…