Summer Rain

Today it rained harder than it ever has the whole summer. I seriously could not believe it. I woke up to the sound of pattering raindrops, and by the time I was dressed, I could hear the rain pouring harder than ever. I looked out the window and could barely see past the tree that stood five feet from my window. I was so ecstatic, I ran down the steps and out into the rain, completely forgetting I had band practice that morning. I tried to soak up as much of the cool rain as I could, knowing it would probably never happen again. I stood perfectly still in the middle of our front lawn, arms outstretched towards the cloudy sky, completely unaware of anything else but the cool trickles of water that ran down my heated skin.

Summer rain is truly a miracle. I suppose that waiting for something like that is like waiting for a miracle then.