Gentle Rain
May 4th, 2009 § 3 Comments
When I was little I remember my Mum bravely standing at the window, knees trembling, in order to show me that she wasn’t afraid of storms. She did a great job. I absolutely love the rain and all the drama of a good crackling storm. Recently it was our turn to parade the bravery, luckily Mark’s explanation sealed the deal…
Thunder is just a bunch of clouds, in an awfully big hurry, accidently bumping into each other. If you listen very hard through the wind and the rain you might hear them saying…”Oh dear, I’m terribly sorry!”, “Oh, pardon me!”, “Sorry about that!”
He, too, did a great job. When it starts to rain, my eldest can’t wait to show me the clouds ‘running around on the sky’ and together we press our noses against the glass, hoping to catch a glimpse of a flash or maybe a fork. But best of all, there’s not a trembling knee in sight.
This post is dedicated to my Mum and all wonderful Mums with much love and thanks. ‘Words and Pictures’ is a fun meme by the lovely Pip. You can find more ‘Rainy Day’ reads here.
I love this story – we tell our son a similar tale, but this version is so evocative!
oh my god…gorgeous!
i was (and still am!) always getting in trouble with my dad for not using my umbrella…oh rainy rain…love it!
Facing our fears so we don’t pass them on, it is amazing the special things mothers do for their children (and fathers too).