Rain. The one single constant in my life.
It has always, ALWAYS rained on my birthday. It doesn't matter if the day starts out scorchingly hot, it will always be faithful and shower me with birthday raindrops.
It was storming when I was born. Half of Manila was submerged. It took my uncle half a day to get to the hospital to visit me and my mom. And I love hearing this story every time. It's like I have this special connection with the heavens.
I know I'm not the only person in the universe born that day but for me, I've always felt like it's raining specially for me. That the rain makes a special note in her calendar to come visit me during my day. And she has never failed me. Not once. Never.
Sure, sometimes she would bring earthquakes with her. Or a volcano eruption. But she's always always there. Soothing, calming, comforting.
I love the rain mostly because she loves me too.
Unconditionally.
same here!
ReplyDeletethis is so weird.
gawd! am starting to sound like a highschool cheerleader.
don't u just hate that?
oddly enough, i like highschool cheerleaders.
ReplyDeletemainly because I once was one.
and if you tell people, i would have to kill you. :)
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