Rain always reminds me of little tears falling from heaven.
Since we arrived home for Florida, rain has been more frequent than sun. Looking over the forecast for the next few days, it seems the trend will continue. I generally don't mind the rain. There's something comforting about it.
I sure hope it stops before the 25th, because I have tickets for the Buffett concert. Listening in Jimmy is therapeutic. I often wonder what it would be like to leave it all behind and run off to a tropical island. This is not a new idea. It's been on my mind since I became a diehardBuffett fan in the '80s. A parrot head. I'm so looking forward to immersing myself in a tailgate where the only worry is how cold the drinks are.
But back to the rain - and today's song. I love the movie Beaches. I'm a sucker for a good flick that causes me to cry inconsolably. The tear-jerkers are my favs. I prefer to watch them alone. It's not that I don't want anyone to see my cry...it's that I don't want anyone to talk with me because I want to be alone with my thoughts.
Around me there are so many people who care. Lisa, Reba and everyone else who comments on or follows my blog. I'm so thankful for your support. It's at least camaraderie - perhaps even friendship. You know the rain falls. While it rains, you patiently hold the umbrella over my head and wait for the sun to peek out. You remind me that blue skies will emerge in times when all I can see is clouds. Thanks for being there. It means a lot - more than I can put into words. It's human kindness, and I'm not sure I could move forward without it.