I love the rain. I have always enjoyed it. There is something about it that is comforting to me. I remember as a young girl living in Vancouver the storms we would have. I loved walking to school in the rain when everybody else just wanted to run and get there so they could get under cover somewhere. I always took my time splashing through every puddle I could find and if I saw rain pouring off a garage gutter I would get under it so it would hit my umbrella. Later in my teens it was my way of washing away bad things. When something went wrong(it happened alot) I would go and walk in the rain to clear my mind. If there wasn’t rain to walk in I would have a shower.

I have felt many different “rains” but the one that I will never forget is the one I felt down in South Carolina. It was the first time I had been there. One day it was pouring down so hard you could barely see in front of you. When I saw it I just had to go out and feel it. It touched my skin and it was warm. Warm? this is new. Vancouver rain is cold no matter what time of year it is. Even our summer sprinkles are cold. This rain was warm like a bath. It felt so wonderful. I stayed out there till my clothes were soaked. It will always be a special memory for me. Something that can never be replaced. Over that time I was there I did something that I’m sure no one knows. Every time it rained I would go out and stand in it. I would get soaked and after a while I would go back inside. It just felt so good to me. There were a lot of memories from that time that had rain in it but that is the one that I remember the most.

Now when I see the rain it makes me want to have a warm bath and get into some pj’s and snuggle up under a blanket. But when I’m out doing stuff like going out for a special dinner or a concert(BNL) it just helps me to remember the moment even more.

Today, its made me remember good times that I have had in my life. I can feel the tears welling up. Not tears of sadness, these are tears of joy. Joy of knowing that I have some good memories. That I can remember the good thoughts and push away the pain for a day.

I thank you rain!

You are a friend that has been with me on this ride of life and you will be there to the end…I know it!

Posted in: day to day.
Last Modified: February 13, 2007

One comment on “Rain and pain

  1. grandmothergoose

    I like the rain, too! Always have! ….and don’t understand why people complain about it.
    My hubby says that he gets depressed when it rains to long and he gets annoyed when his glasses get sprinkled a bit. Can’t figure that one out… I walk in the rain and my glasses are usually still dry. Hmmmm!

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