I wonder if Bil heard the same thunder that we heard here in our upstate New York home yesterday. I know people 60 miles from us heard it.
He's so scared of thunder. He's so scared of so many things.
I don't know what the early thunder will mean. There is a lot of folklore about there about thunder before leaves are growing out on the trees. What I do know is what thunder means to Bil. He is deathly afraid of thunder - in fact he is somewhat scared of just regular rain. One time he wouldn't come up here when a family member was ailing, because he would not travel in the rain.
But this is the price we pay for our mild winter. And one thing the mild winter has meant is that my mother in law hasn't lost power. That happened both last winter and this summer (one time for about 4 days) - actually, twice this summer.
But Bil has dreaded storms long before the time when power failures lasted for days. (that didn't seem to happen in his childhood.)
I sometimes wonder if there is some kind of psychological help out there for Bil and his fears. I don't know how talk therapy would work with a person who has severe communication impairments. He is verbal, but can barely put two sentences together.
How does that work?
His thought processes are so foreign to me. But the pain of his fears is real, and I wish there was help out there for him. It might be something for me to try to investigate.