Thursday, July 30, 2009
Singin' in the Rain
Late Wednesday afternoon, Evie danced in the rain.
We had just returned home from my mom's last scheduled cancer treatment. The sky darkened and the wind picked up. And a cleansing rain blew in. I don't normally do this (I never have, in fact,) but I asked Evie if she wanted to play outside in the rain.
My mom and I stood in the garage, and outside Evie began to sing and dance and run. She yelled "I LOVE this rain!" She opened her mouth to catch the drops on her tongue. Her hair dripped and her face was shiny from the water.
The storm took away the thick humidity that had been hanging around. It brought a sweet, cool breeze. This rainy day didn't bring me down; it cleared out my soul as I breathed in this new air. My mom's last cancer treatment.
At the hospital, everyone told me what an amazing woman my mom is. They were impressed by her positive attitude, by her thankful outlook on the treatment. I talked to my mom about this as we drove away from the cancer center, and she said "I knew I was lucky. I knew I wasn't going to die." Her face broke into a grateful smile.
We stood outside for a long time watching Evie. And I joined in when my mom started singing:
I'm singin' in the rain
Just singin' in the rain
What a glorious feelin'
I'm happy again