It's one of those days. I want to stay in bed with the window cracked open, listening to the rain as it bounces off the sill. Watching TV or reading a book or playing on my iPad. To have the lights off except for whatever light comes through the blinds.

There is something about the rain that is reflective. Makes you think about life. Experiences. Just like a plant needs water to grow, don't you think we have these "rainy seasons" in life that helps us grow?

I long for the "dry season" but I never want to forget, to stop loving or to stop growing.

“Rain is grace; rain is the sky descending to the earth; without rain, there would be no life.”

— John Updike