February 1995
Blonde, hazel-eyes, and four years small, I shared a room with my brother and sister. They had the bunk beds and I had my very own gold bed across the room from them, right next to the window.
I wasn't a child that was afraid of storms. Quite the opposite. I was full of sass and spunk- I can assure you that has changed. Wink wink.
Late at night when the clouds thundered I would sit up in my gold bed, pull back the curtains and watch the rain.
October 2008
17 years old found me in my junior year of high school. My alarm sounded at 7:15 and I woke up to rain and thunder.
Early morning rain is the best, I thought, and snuggled under my covers for more sleep. I was late for school every day, anyways. Why rush to get up when it's raining?
Eventually I got up, dragged a straightener through my thick hair and brushed my teeth.
And all day long I wished it would keep raining so that when I got home, I could take a nap. Really, any sleep while raining is marvelous.
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August 2010
College years, almost 20-something years. I am tempted to be mad at the rain pouring down outside because it has messed up the satellite signal and I can't watch Grey's Anatomy.
But then I turned off all the lights, opened the windows and enjoyed something that makes life so beautiful. My best nature friend, Rain.
I'm thinking about a rain wedding? Would you like to come?
ooh, that sounds like it'd be really nice. under an open-air portico or something? definite fan. :]
ReplyDeleteI love the rain! people complain and i must admit i do too sometimes, but i love the smell and the freshness of it.
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