rain on the window
Growing up I had probably the smallest yet loveliest bedroom in NJ. My room was painted light pink with the most amazing hot pink trim. The floor was hardwood and the bedroom furniture wasnt a "set" but they were all painted to match. My bed was against the wall and the foot of the bed was at the window. My Mom would come in before I fell asleep and sit at the edge and we would say prayers together. Typical Our Father, Hail Mary, and then the "God Blesses" I would God Bless everyone. I didnt want her to leave. I would end up blessing the neighbors, my teachers, the animals I knew and didnt know. And then last but not least we would say. "And God bless Suzie and help make her a good girl." That was the end of the day. I would close the day by praying to be a good girl. I remembered that the other night as I said prayers with Jack. I also could smell rain long before it arrived. Missi said last night its gonna rain soon. The sky was clear no c...
