One childhood memory I remember to this day is that afternoon when playmates were out playing basket ball in the rain. Afraid I would get sick, my overprotective mother made me stay indoors. She allowed our dog and even the house help to play. I watched them by the window have the frolic of their lives through tears as torrential as the rain that was pouring, my heart broken.
As an adult an opportunity to stand in the rain presented itself to me in a national park. Seizing it with a vengeance, I found that rain was a natural hair conditioner. But more significantly, I didn't get sick. Did you hear that, Ma? In fact I felt the opposite.
I love chanting, "be still sad heart and cease repining, behind the clouds the sun is still shining. Thy fate is the common fate of all. Into each life some rain must fall. Some days must be dark and dreary."
Is something weird going on with me or what? Why, when the skies show signs of rain, I feel excited like a child who has just been given a dream toy. Rain switches me to a happy mood. The world is so right!
Through FB trending I learned there's a name for people like me. I am a -
"Ta-ta, it looks like rain..."
And rain it did
The neighbor's mango trees and blossoms survive a storm
One sniff of rain and I'm a chicken off to roost in her coop...err...5th floor apartment
Come on, rain. Bring it on!
This parking lot becomes a little lake when it pours non-stop for three hours. Perfect spot for floating paper boats.