Thursday, June 7, 2018

Rainstorm

What a liberating feeling





The other day, little A and me had to scurry through a rainstorm to our car. The wind was very strong, to the point that it was hard for me to even push the car door open from inside the car, so using an umbrella was definitely out of the question. I carried him all the way to the car as I felt it was much safer for him that way, and it'd be much faster. I was a bit terrified, because the wind was so strong. 

But then in the blur of the hurry, I caught a glimpse of little A, just for a brief moment, his face up, lit and open, looking up to the sky and embracing the rain and the wind. It was a new exciting and exhilarating experience for him. 

That view somehow made me feel quite liberated. It was a good, refreshing feeling.

Since he's much bigger now, I've grown to be more open about letting him be in the rain. Back then I wouldn't have let even ONE teeny speck of raindrop touch even his hair. Now I've realized that a little bit of rain really won't hurt him. In fact, I think it will do him a world of good. Also because he's bigger now.

I'm writing this up, because it's one of the most insignificant, significant moments.




Love,

chika

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