raindrops

Walking in the rain may seem like a nuisance to some, but not to me.

I love walking in the rain. I often bundle up in raincoats and rain boots for the sole purpose of being out in the pouring rain. 

I slip my feet into big blue boots (that used to be my sister's), slip on my big blue raincoat, pop in some earbuds, and venture into the great wide world, stepping directly into every puddle because I can.

I am so blessed to live as close to a lake as I do. There is never a dull moment living by a vibrant greenspace. The routes I can take are a little different because of one-way paths as a COVID-19 precaution, but as long as I get to walk by the lake, I'm happy. 

And no one is ever out in the rain — only those who have to be, and they often have cute dogs I can wave to — which means I can sing along to my music without worrying someone will overhear me... although that's happened before.

I like getting a little wet, there's something refreshing about it, something cleansing about it. And if you cry in the rain, no one can tell! (I'm kidding. Kind of.) 

Walking alone in the rain is therapeutic. And no, I don't know why. But it is.

Let's all go for a walk in the rain.

hold my hand

as we walk in the rain.

hold my hand

as we let the water soak us to the bone.

hold my hand

and i'll never be cold

again.

i think i like when it rains - willis