She loves the rain. She loves the sound, the smell, the peace, the cleansing, the newness, and the hope of it.
She does not like the complaining of the people who do not like it, but she understands.
She knows that life is inconvenient sometimes.
She knows that it is frustrating to plan for a day to go one way, only to have it go another way, without warning.
She understands, so she wants to listen, but their noise drowns out the rain.
So she nods, and she hopes that they will feel heard but also that they will go away and leave her to her bliss.
She is her mother’s daughter, as they share a low tolerance for whining, particularly regarding things that one can do nothing to change.
She is also her own person, though, so she understands. And listens. And looks forward to talking to the ones who will share her joy.
Maybe they will have a puddle party later. Maybe they will invite everyone, even the naysayers, and help them turn their bleak day into dancing.
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