Rain may not seem like a big deal to many of you, but I live in Southern California and we are in the middle of a really bad drought. So it’s a really, REALLY big deal to us.
When we arrived at the library this afternoon, it wasn’t raining too hard, so we left the umbrella in the car. Considering that it’s been a while since we have seen rain, it’s understandable that we forgot we might need the umbrella on the way out. So of course, we emerged from the library right in the middle of a downpour. The 12 year old grabbed the keys and insisted that he be the one to brave the elements and ran back to the car to get the umbrella while I waited with the books.
Walking back to the car, sharing that umbrella with my son in this much-needed rainstorm, was one of those moments where time stands still for a few seconds and all your senses come alive. The scent of the rain, the feel of the wet and cold, the laughter as we tried to squeeze under the umbrella together. The promise of the new books tucked under my arm. For those few seconds I forgot about my sinus headache and aching body, forgot about the bills and the homework and the dirty dishes and the Christmas shopping and just enjoyed life.
So I figured it warranted two photos.