Rain

Yesterday I was talking to a friend about rain. We were talking about how rain makes me sad. I don't remember the exact words he said but this is what I got out of it. Rain doesn't have to make me sad if I realize that the only reason for being sad is that it's raining. Well I was thinking about this as I was walking home from class today. I was thinking about why the rain makes me sad and how I have control over how I feel. I don't have to feel gloomy just because the sun isn't out.

As I was walking home the raindrops were coming down so gently. I decided to not get my umbrella out. I could feel the small drops on my nose and cheeks. I looked around at the wet world. It was beautiful. Although it was cloudy, everything was so colorful. The wet trees and grass were so vibrant. When I was almost home it started to rain harder. I could hear the raindrops hit the ground. I enjoyed the sound they made as they hit puddles. It was noisy yet so peaceful and soothing. This whole thought process led me to think about how incredible the rain is. I was enjoying it. I didn't care that I was wet and cold. As I walked to my building I said a small prayer thanking God for the rain because it made me happy.