We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Wal-Mart. We all waited, some
patiently, others irritated, because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by
rainfall. I get lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing
away the dirt and dust of the world.
Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from
the worries of my day.