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When It's Raining

Updated on May 20, 2010

I was sitting on the porch this morning drinking my coffee enjoying the country quietness and the view. There is a pond on the property here, but I can't see it from the porch. As I sat there I heard a noise, it sounded like a thousand crickets chirping all at once. I thought 'what is that?' As I looked out across the pasture I could see it was pouring down rain and I realized the noise I was hearing was the rain hitting the pond, I had to smile. This is something you don't hear in the city because of all the other noises that block out such a sweet sound. The rain finally hit the porch area and it was welcomed and so refreshing.

The rain brings back many memories of years gone by. Some good some not so good. I remember once staying in an apartment with my oldest sons Dad and hearing the rain beat on the tin roof. That was a sound that I am sure would grate on the nerves of many. But to me it was a comforting sound. Reminding me that the one thing for sure we have no control over is the weather and Mother Nature.

One Memory of the rain that was not so good was when my oldest sons Dad pulled a gun on me. It was pouring down rain outside and he told me, ' One of us is leaving tonight , one way or the other.' I had my son to think of so I told his Dad that I would leave. I had no transportation so we had to leave on foot. He told me he was going into the bedroom to wait til I left and that I should not come to the door or else. I knew that the direction I was taking in our walk was the direction he would be looking at from the window in that room. I had one raincoat and put it on my son, it was late night as we went out the door. The rain was pouring and so cold, added to my fear, I was shaking. I made sure my son walked in front of me just in case his Dad decided to shoot it would be me that was hit. I made a quiet phone call before I left to a friend to pick us up, but I couldn't wait at the house because of his threat. We walked in the ditch, and I have to tell you I was so afraid that I wanted to get down and crawl in that ditch to be at least less of a target. By the time my friend found us I was soaked to the core and my spirit was in shreds. That he would put our son in such a position as to have me fear for our lives was unthinkable. I left him after that. I couldn't let my son have to go through something like that again.

I love the sound of rain, that one bad memory will not take the joy from me as I see, hear and smell a rain coming. Just as at times it 's a gentle rain and other times it is torrential, the events in our lives come the same. Some days we welcome the gentleness of our emotions, other days we want to just hide away from the pounding of our spirits. But the wonderful thing about the rainy days is the rainbows we see from time to time and too we can remember that the sun will soon come out again, the clouds will part to see blue skies. Our spirits soar and we can smile.



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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      You are so right!!

      Nice to see you again, thanks for stopping in and for you insightful comment!

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      ahorseback 7 years ago

      The rains are all cleansing , that is a gift for us, in the soothing sounds and the clean fresh scents , that is how we survive.

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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      Thank you so much for your gracious comment!!

      I have tried all my life to be honest, I feel it is the only way to live. Thanks again!!

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      Helen 7 years ago from Florida

      This is quite simple special. Well done my friend for your courage and honesty. A moving and poignant hub full of grace.

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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      Thank You purplerose!! I have been told many times 'you're so brave' but I don't feel brave, I just do what I have to do. I do enjoy the rain and the rainbows, it is what we do with those in our lives that makes the difference. I appreciate you reading my hub and for your nice comment.

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      purplerose 7 years ago

      you have great courage to make a choice for a good life for you and your son, despite the awfulness of the weather you went out in it, and did all you could to keep youself and your son safe. i hope you continue to enjoy the rain and rainbows in your life

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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      Dim, so good to hear from you. Thank you for your comment and, as with all my Hubs, I hope to touch someones heart in a good way. I have missed you. Hope all is well.

      Thanks again!!

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      Dim Flaxenwick 7 years ago from Great Britain

      Thank you so much for sharing that experience along with your ever positive thoughts for the future. Yes the sun does come out again. You lift my spirits , dear friend.x

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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      Thank you for your kind comment on my writing. I write what is in my heart many times it is way of letting go. I have written many Hubs here that have allowed me to think and sort through my feelings. There have been some ' light bulb ' moments that have surprised me as I wrote. Thank you for taking the time from your busy schedule to read my Hub!

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      James A Watkins 7 years ago from Chicago

      You are a very expressive writer and this is an incredible story. Thank you for sharing a piece of yourself with us here.

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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      Shiela B.,Thank you for reading my Hub and for your kind comment. Many women do not know how to leave or have no place to go, I was one of those women, but that night was all I could take and I found a way to leave. And as for the rain, I refuse to let a bad night take that joy from me. Thanks again.

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      sheila b. 7 years ago

      Too many mothers do remain in bad situations, leaving their children vulnerable, so I believe you deserve respect for leaving. It's not easy to do, but you did what you had to do. Moreover, though you have such a terrible memory of fleeing in the rain, it shows how optimistic you are to instead embrace the wonders of a rainy day.

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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      Tam Cor Thank you so much for your comment. Our memories bad or good are ours and ours alone. We learn from them and sometimes we can just relax in them. Thanks again!!

      ainehannah what a nice little story about W.C. Fields, true, urban myth or not it is a very nice thought. Thank you for your comment.

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      Aine O'Connor 7 years ago from Dublin

      Talk about resilience!!! It's very good of you to share some of the 'downs' as well as the 'ups' of adult life. Your hub reminded me of the story I once heard about WC Fields, who also loved the sound of rain on a tin roof. It apparently reminded him of childhood and home. When he was dying, his wife went outside and turned the garden sprinkler onto the roof, so that it would be the last sound he heard. It's prob an urban myth, but lovely just the same. :0)

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      Tammy Cornett 7 years ago from Ohio

      I love rainy days...our first home together had a tin roof, and we loved to hear the rain hitting it at night-like Putz said, a lullaby!

      That is one of my best rainy day memories--I don't have any bad ones. I'm glad that your bad memory, though, is far in the past, singlmom, although I know that in your mind, it's probably still like it was yesterday.

      I envy you your porch in the country--it sounds like bliss!


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      singlmomat52 7 years ago

      Yes Putz, that is a word I had not thought of to describe the rain on the tin roof, 'a lullaby' Thank you!!

      SpecialK, thank you for your comment, It is what we as parents are suppose to do, protect our children, There should be no accolades for that.

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      Karen Metz 7 years ago from Michigan

      I love the sound of the rain too!

      I'm so glad to hear you got out of that bad situation!! I hear of so many women staying and putting their kids in danger...I hand it to you for standing up for your son.

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      Putz Ballard 7 years ago

      Ah yes, rain on a tin roof is a lullaby! Great hub girl!