Rain

I love the sound of rain beating down on the roof and hitting the windows.
I like mornings when there is a slow steady pulse of rain falling and lulling me back to sleep or calling me to curl up with a book and my favorite quilt.
I absolutely love thunder storms! When I was younger I used to sit on the front steps with my Dad and watch the "heat lightning" in the summer. I still like to watch the storms and sometimes find myself on my covered deck watching the lightning streak across the sky as I count out loud until the thunder comes.
Today was one of those days when the gentle falling of the rain lured me to sleep in my chair and reminded me just how much the simple things mean in life.
Dad, if you're reading this, I miss our times together.