When It Rains....

                 There's two types of rain in life, rain that makes you feel more alive and rain that just pours so hard it forces you to collapse.  Personally, I love rain.  The sound it makes as it lands on the roof, the smell as it first starts to hit concrete, the dark shades it brings to the cloudy sky's above, and the feeling of excitement that builds in your chest and causes you to exclaim, "It's Raining!"  I remember being kid on a rainy day, no matter what was going on, nothing else mattered simply cause it was raining.  I miss that, sometimes I will be sitting in school or work when it's raining and I think to myself, "Why on earth are we inside during weather like this, we should be excused."  If only life worked like that.  Whenever something good came our way, we would be given time to observe the richness of that personal joy.  But since life is not like that, we have to enjoy the very brief moments and brushes we have with those events that bring us pure happiness.

                There were times however, when the rain would fall so hard it was scary. Sometimes the rain can come so quick and heavy, that the storm can become terrifying very quickly.  The water can gather so quickly that the parking lots flood in a matter of seconds and as thunder strikes, it shakes everything around you.  Sometimes we want rain to come so badly that we don't anticipate the rain to be more than we can handle.  Sometimes, the rain is the exact opposite of what we had hoped for.  We end up having to find joy by trial, which is definitely worth while, but is not at all enjoyable or easy going through.  Whenever the rain became too hard, I would always just have to go to my bed, curl up in my blanket and wait it through.  The entire time trusting that the rain would let up, and things would be better eventually.

                 So rain, I love sitting through the rain, walking in the rain, dancing in the rain, kissing in the rain, looking at the rain, smelling the rain, and feeling the feelings that rain brings.  And as much as I can be terrified by a torrential rain storm, I welcome the harsh rain.  I look at the fear and pain that can come from a hard rain, and all you can do is love it.  Because that fear and pain is only temporary, take it, feel it, learn from it, grow from it, and love it.  Who knows what will happen when it rains, just welcome it. So.....How Do I Sound?