Melbourne being the rollercoaster weather ride it is, following a few scorchers, today it’s raining.
It’s also been a pretty shitty day for me. It started off with very little sleep (enough to put anyone into a cranky state), a minor scare with baby girl, then multiple missed entrances and exits, on the way to and then from an appointment… add to that a long drive home, lotsa lotsa traffic, getting rained on while getting baby girl, and then bags and crap and stuff out of the car…
And now, here I am.
I actually love the rain. I’m loving this peaceful moment, watching it fall, processing the day, contemplating life, taking in the caffeine, and just being still.
Just because I hate the cold, doesn’t mean I’m not a fan of rain. I love rain. The two are very different and actually, quite distinct from one another.
And I’m just loving this moment right now.
It’s been a trying day, which makes me so much more grateful for this sliver of time: rain falling; being still; breathing.
Peace + coffee + rain = heaven.