When my daughter was 7 we had a tornado go through our back yard. It took years for the poor thing to feel safe again when a storm came.
I too enjoy a good old thunder storm. My husband and I used to live on the 12 floor of a high rise not far from Lake Erie. We would kneel on our bed and look out the bedroom window at the lightening coming arcoss the lake. It was very romantic. I felt very safe laying next to him with his arms around me and the thunder crashing. Those feelings have never gone away even after 24 years. Ah to be young and in love.