Sunday, December 12, 2010

Why Rain Makes Me Sad(der)

It poured today.

I've never liked rain. The clouds, the gray dreariness...I miss the sun on days like today.

But rain now holds an even more profound sadness for me. Around this time last year, my brother came to visit me. We had a whole day of monument touring planned, but it was raining so hard neither of us really wanted to go out. Instead, we spent the day on the couch, watching some old favorite movies and laughing at ourselves.

I thought about him a lot today. How he won't ever again grace my couch on a rainy day. How his memory is inexorably tied to the rain, which I imagine (even in the face of global warming) will continue to show its face from now until eternity. What a legacy death leaves behind.

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