Once, when I was unusually stressed, my
doctor said, “Peggy, do you ever take an early morning walk in the rain?” Rolling my eyes and scanning my memory, I said,
“I used to – a long time ago.”
“Try it again,” he said. “It’ll do wonders
for you.”
When I went out this morning to run an
errand, the skies were gray and rain was falling softly. As I drove along, almost
hypnotized by the windshield wipers, I
thought about what the doc had said long-ago and about the walks in the rain
that I had let go of so easily.
Life got in the way of simple pleasures
like that one.
Pulling over to the curb, I parked, rolled
my window down and breathed deeply. The
sweet fragrance of the morning rain brought back many memories and I knew instantly I had to take one of those
walks I’d dismissed as something I didn’t have time for years ago.
Out of the car, I was at once a child again! I sauntered right through a couple of puddles,
ignoring the fact that my feet were getting soaked and I closed my umbrella for
a few minutes, looked upward and let the rain pepper my face.
It was wonderful!
By the time I got home, it was clearing and
the sun was trying to peep through the clouds. I was almost disappointed!
As I put my purchases away, I smiled – feeling like I had a beautiful secret!
5 comments:
Oh, Peggy, this is wonderful! Such emotion! You are so good with expressing that.
I love it!
Love this, Peggy!
You're beautiful my friend.
Next time call me. I'll jump in the puddles with you!!
Will do. I could use a puddle-jumping buddy!
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