Rain
The past three days have been rainy in New York. Friday was the first day that I woke up to rain outside my window at my new place. Immediately I felt a sense of renewal and peace. In spite of it being dark and rainy it was beautiful. First thing I did was blog and write in my journal.
The rain was putting me in a deeply nostalgic frame of mind. I automatically started thinking about my childhood and things that were symbolic to me when it rained. I remember being in the house reading, writing, drawing, talking on the phone, sipping tea or hot chocolate, mom’s homecooked meals, and total contentment.
I felt that way again this past weekend. Instead of reading and writing at home. It was off to work, catching up on emails, event planning, and clienteling. Amazingly, the rain didn’t keep people indoors. It was if it was 80 degrees and sunny out. This weekend was very positive and progressive. I’m happy it rained. It makes me appreciate the sun even more when it reappears. So here I sit looking out my window all alone with my thoughts and with peace all around me.
<3 ali mo
