Rain, Rain, Never Go Away

It's raining

It's pouring

Yay!

I love the rain.  I love the sound and the smell.  The green that follows afterward and the puddles I can splash my feet into.  It brings me back to childhood.  I would stand on our large deck as the watery clouds would cover the sky, and it made me feel like I should be on a boat... no a SHIP.  A ship with Captain Hook and I was Peter Pan. I would take over the wheel and guide the ship through Never Land, past the mermaids and through waterfalls.  I even thought it would be a good idea to use some 'fairy dust' one day, and try to fly. I jumped.  The dust didn't work.  I 'flew' off the balcony and landed flat on my face.  My best friend brought me a flower and it made everything better.  He was the best friend in the entire world.  I cried for days when his family moved away. 

In college I was a free little spirit.  Ummmm, I guess I still am, but more so then.  Whenever it would rain, I felt this urgency to run outside and dance in it, just like Gene Kelly in 'Singing in the Rain'.  I love that movie! Side note- i love the song 'Make 'em Laugh'. I would convince my friends to go out and act like fools while our bodies were soaked with the fresh moisture. Now I just want to write about it.  Maybe it's because I don't have anyone home to sing and dance in the rain with tonight. 

Yesterday, we had my favorite kind of weather, light showers with a sunny sky. Me, Daddy and Superman played with Sookie while the mist tickled our eyelashes.  It was the perfect moment.  Then J hugged me from behind, I LOVE that, and we stood on our porch hugging, holding our son, watching our dog and enjoying my weather.  It was a gift from God, that moment.

I want to, want to dance in the rain. And yes, I meant to say that.  I want to have that desire back to be free and to not care about things for a while.  I want to leave responsibility at the door and just fly. Go to Never Land and never grow up.  I remember thinking one day, as a child, "one day this is going to end.  I better live it up now!" And I did.  Maybe that's why I want to go back some days. 

These moments, when I need freedom, only last for a while and then I am back in reality.  I like my reality.  Actually, I love it.  It is hard, and oh my goodness, does it have its challenges, but I couldn't leave it forever.  My soul just needs a minute break and then I go back to life.  But that minute break is just as important as the life time reality.  It keeps me sane.

It's early, but I'm going to bed.  Sookie and I will be cuddling until Superman needs some cuddling in the night.  Then Sookie will just have to cuddle with herself.  Maybe one day they will cuddle together.  Oh I can't wait.  That will be a cute picture.