Walking in the Rain

Sometimes it's the little things that matter in life and relationships. In any relationship, the more time you spend together the more of a person's interesting quirks you get to know. Those are the things that can endear us to one another even more than the obvious and common traits in each other's makeup. Over the years, learning to delight in those quirks can be very rewarding. Twenty two years of marriage have shown me that happiness comes from discovering the simple joys of life together. My example today is founded upon the fact that my dear wife loves to walk in the rain. No matter how cold or inconvenient, she would rather bundle up and be out in a storm than almost anything. Now, I could mock her for it or drag my feet but it always seems that I end up out in the rain as well and I have realized that I am also pretty fond of it. Therefore, rain has become something unusual that we share together ... and which hardly anyone else cares for. Some of our happiest shared memories have grown out of our rain wandering. Sounds silly, I'm sure, but those are the little moments which cement a relationship together and help it to last for a lifetime. Whether it's your spouse, your children, your friends or extended family, find the little things which are unique to them and learn to cherish those traits and the moments they yield. In a healthy relationship, there is joy to be found in discovering what makes the other person happy and then simply enjoying it with them. And when they learn that their happiness brings joy to you as well, chances are they will be looking to return the favor. So one moment builds upon another and those moments become the foundation of a lifetime.


Walking in the Rain
She likes to walk in the rain
Or, maybe, take a drive in a storm
Sometimes we just stay at home by the fire
Where things are cozy and warm
She likes to walk in the rain
Though her umbrella is at home in the stand
She laughs and tosses her hair in the wind
Some folks just don't understand
She likes to walk in the rain
For endless hours, all alone by the shore
The rain brings out a playful nature in her
And makes me just love her more
She likes to walk in the rain
There isn't anything that she'd rather do
I try to reason with her once in a while
But soon I'm out walking, too
By Frank Carpenter ©