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I used to hate rain. Okay, the word "hate" might be too harsh to use here. Let me rephrase. I used to prefer the sun over rain back then. This is because rain makes everything slippery and muddy, and as someone who walks with an axillary crutch, let me tell you this, it is quite frustrating, to be honest.
I bet you know what I mean so no more details are needed here. Despite that, I love rainy days when I'm just chilling at home. I love the sound of the rain as it feels like music to my ears. It calms my soul. It cools down the temperature and everything else seems perfect to me whenever it rains.
Anyway, I'm writing this because of the weather earlier, which has reminded me of my memories back then. Hence, the rain and I is the perfect title for this. So allow me to share with you some of the great memories that I've had that I will forever cherish. Here are a few:
We used to live in a house whose roof was made of nipa or coconut leaves. At night, whenever there was rain, my mom would wake us up because the water was dripping from the roof. She would ask us to move to the other side of the room. Sometimes, those little drops no longer bothered me anymore because I got used to that scenario. Everything ended when we finally got our own house by the time I turned 8. Since then, we don't have to worry about rain or even storm. However, there were times that I missed those days.
As the youngest, whenever there was rain and we had to go out, my mom would ask me to sing the "rain, rain go away" song. According to the elders, singing this song or praying while looking at the sky with ashes in your hand could make the rain stop. I know this might sound absurd, but believe me, it sometimes worked!
One of the many reasons why I believe God is protecting me is when during an unexpected rain, and I have no way to avoid it. An example of this was when I was on my way to the highway and had to walk get through a rice field. I was halfway there (sorry, no idea how long that area was) when it rained suddenly. I didn't know what to do whether to go back or walk fast but even so, I would still get soak.
At that time, I was kind of panicking already. So I begged God to make it stop until I finally get to an area to keep me safe from the rain. You wouldn't believe me if I tell that in just a matter of seconds, it did stop. I was able to get to the end without getting so wet. And yes, it did rain after I found a shelter to stay in for a while. There were more incidents actually, especially when I was still in Cebu City.
So these were just a few. I don't like rain whenever I had to go to work or had to go home from work. It was too hassle for me and really unsafe for my prosthetic leg. Now that I just work from home, I don't have to worry about this kind of stuff anymore. I even pray to make it rain.