Finding Joy in the Rain: A Personal Reflection

I’ve always loved the rain 

The pitter patter of rain on a tin roof 

Or the canvas of a tent 

Though I guess its nylon now 

The gentle washing of the landscape 

The torrential downpour 

That wreaks devastation and turns everything into mud 

Most people find it dreary  

And depressing 

I find it calming and peaceful 

Even and sometimes especially thunderstorms 

I love standing outside and watching and feeling the rain come down 

The clouds forming and churning the lightning arcing back and forth 

I love the rain 

The renewal of the soil the heavens opening up  

And pouring down life giving liquid 

Even as the storm rages outside and the rain  

Buffets against the house I’m reminded of happier times weathering out storms playing cards  

In a tent with my parents and my older brother as the storm raged outside while  

We camped on Mount Willimena 

For me the rain has always been joyful 

A peaceful thing to listen to even when the storms rage and thunder 

The rain is a simple joy to me even when it rains for days it’s a constant pleasure to me 

Where others find rainy skies dreary and depressing 

I enjoy them it renews my soul just as it renews the ground 

Let the rain come and let the rain fall upon me as I dance in the rain 

I especially love the rain and the beach when combined 

The treasures it brings to shore the sounds of the rain and the waves mixing 

The smell of the salt spray mixing with the petrichor 

It recalls memories of camping on the beach, of happier times  

I have so many happy memories associated with the rain 

So, I can’t be depressed when it rains like some are because it brings flood of memories with it