The Day

The day came. The day when I would move out of the house. The day where I became my own provider (for the most part) and my own mother. The day where I became an official adult.

It was sad. It was exciting. It was scary. It was fun.

The day came and went.

I am here sitting in my new room. My room. In my desk, with my computer, drinking out of my cups. And I think I've finally started to come to peace with The Day. I have been nervous for months about yesterday. I haven't felt ready, I haven't felt confident, I haven't felt okay about it. But as the day came and went, I had so many small, sweet, and simple blessings to help the transition along. I know that I'll be okay.

So I am gone. I do not live at home anymore. But I am starting to make a new home for myself.
It'll be interesting. It'll be hard. It'll be fun and exciting.
And it'll be worth it.

And if it's not . . . well, life goes on, doesn't it?

Rain

You know the cliche phrase about rain in the month of April. 

"April showers bring May flowers!"

The phrase when you live in Star Valley differs a smidgen.

"May showers bring June flowers . . . and sometimes foreshadows the bizarre event known as snow in July."

Seriously. It's happened. 

I love rain. For the past fifteen minutes, I've been sitting on my couch, gazing out the window into the trees. I love watching the raindrops fall; watching them bounce off the roof; watching the rings they make in the puddles. I love standing, running, jumping, skipping, singing in it. I love when the clouds are low-riding and cover the pine trees, or when the rain creates a mist and the sun shines through. Many people think the rain is depressing, but I think it's amazing. 

Some find it annoying when it rains on their plans, but I say "Let's do it anyway!" because I know that it will just add to the experience. (I keep a rain jacket, extra clothes, socks and shoes in my car for such occasions #girlscoutpreparedness). I think rain makes things fun and interesting. 

Camping in the rain. 

Hiking in the rain. 

Boating in the rain.

Swimming in the rain. 

Shopping in the rain.

The rain-meets-dirt smell is so refreshing. 

The rain-meets-dry-hair smell.

The soothing sound of the rain-meets-roof.

The sound of thunder.

The thrilling sight of lighting.

I love everything about a good rainstorm.

Rain makes everything SO GREEN. After it rains, the fields are greener than they have ever been. The trees glow; the dirt is dark and refreshed. 

As depressing as rain may seem, it adds color. 

In two days it can make an ugly, dead grass field into a lush green field. 

It's like the earth is renewed. The earth is cleansed. Like, even the dirt seems clean when it rains. 

Everything is clean. 

And not to mention, I can leave my car outside and forget about that car wash that I've been meaning to take care of. Haha!