Singing in the Rain
I am about to write the most obvious statement: It’s been raining a lot lately. And my follow up to that statement is: I’d like it to stop so I can play outside again.
Yesterday I headed out for a run. Even though the sky was gray, it was decidedly brighter than about a half hour earlier. It was a lighter gray, a sort of gray that was on the edge of wanting to be something else, or so I hoped. Before I ran past four neighboring houses, I heard what I thought was a rumble. I took one iPod bud out of my ear, and in fact it wasn’t one rumble, but a series of rumbles. I ended up literally running around the block. It was all quite a let-down.
When it rains, and I say something like, “I wish it would stop raining,” I always get the, “Well, we really need this rain” response and I end up feeling guilty for being so selfish. To make my wish a little less selfish I will add that I’d like to live in a well balanced environment that allows our eco-system to thrive in perfect harmony. And if the rain could come during the night when we are all asleep that would be super duper.
In any case, on rainy summer days of my youth, when I wanted the rain to stop I would sing (really loud): “Rain, rain go away, come again another day (sometimes I would substitute night rather than day to be clever).”
Singing that song will make the rain stop. It always works. I am going to sing it now, and I promise the rain will stop…eventually.