Monday, August 10, 2009

Rainy Days

It sounds odd that one can miss rainy days or thunderstorms or knee deep snow, but when you grew up with these things you do tend to miss them when you've moved to the more tropical idea of paradise. I spent more than 11 years in the cities of California, because I wanted and needed to get out on my own, but also because I had a bad experience the winter before I left Michigan.

At first I didn't miss Michigan; it was at times a distant memory with half-remembered good times and the majority of my family. But as the years went by, I came to miss little things like the smell in the air during the summer rain, and the crispness of a cold winter day.

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