I love The Carpenter's (the singing group, not the vocation . Not that there is anything wrong with carpenters. I envy the skill they have to create such awesome things out of wood, and Jesus was rumored to be carpenter, so, I guess I love a couple different kinds of carpenters). One of my favorite songs they perform is Rainy Days & Mondays. Today has been both. If you've been watching the national weather news, you know that North Texas is practically under water. I love rain, and heaven knows our lakes and water tables were in desperate need of it, but with the barrage of rain that we have had made it effects my mood. I love the soothing sound of rain, it helps me to relax. Even thunderstorms are awesome, scary, but awesome.
A lot has happened this month were the symbolism of rain has actually been appropriate. The natural process of rain holds many emotions and meanings for different people and cultures, but its main symbolic meanings are rebirth, sadness and cleansing. This month alone my family has grieved the loss of two loved ones, had a new baby born into it, had a family pet hit by a car (she survived!) and will be closing on a new home. LOTS of emotion and the rain seems fitting. It's like the heavens have joined us on our journey, tears of joy for the new life welcomed, tears of sadness for the loved ones that have left us, and tears of happiness and relief for making it through to the other side on our way to a new adventure. It's like the mother nature is having a good cry, and we all know a wonderful a good cry can feel. It's cleanses the soul and it renews the spirit. It's cathartic. So I guess it's really not the rain that gets me down....it's just Mondays.


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