Mindset

Nothing much to do.. waiting for the kids to be back home.. and suddenly its starting to rain. I hear the pitter patter of the rain and the chirping of the birds .....It just takes me back to my childhood. I remember those times in summer when I would sit on the window ledge and wait for my papa to come home. The smell of wet mud just before it starts to rain was divine.  I loved sailing paper boats in the puddles, collecting hailstones to eat and simply getting wet in the downpour.  I remember the sun shine after the rain, the hue it cast on the walls, the feeling of being fresh..  Nothing seems to give the same feel thought the rain hasn't changed.. Probably its my mindset that has changed. I've grown too old to enjoy the rain.