Raindrops Keep Falling

Has it ever occurred to you that we view rainy days differently as adults than when we were children? Why do we have a different outlook on rain? When did our view change?

When we were kids, rain was almost magical. We looked at it as if it was coming down just so we could go an play in it. Big puddles made to jump in and splash about. Mud that was just the right consistency to slide through like a Slip and Slide, only more fun. Or just to stick our arms out, open our mouths wide and spin around like a helicopter. These were the things that made rain fun.

Now that we are adults, we think of all of the negative things about rainfall. We can't mow the lawn now because it is too wet. We just washed our car and now it is ruined. If we get wet, we'll catch a cold. My shoes are soaked and now I have to wear a different pair. If it doesn't let up, someone is going to get flooded. We believe that rain is a nuisance that makes our days longer and less productive.

I am not saying that we need to drop our maturity and run out in the rain every time it comes down, or that we should be a bunch of sour pusses that think the worst of everything. Maybe we can land somewhere in between. If you get stuck in the rain, accept it and try to laugh about it. You are going to get wet whether you are mad or happy, so you might as well enjoy it. Make the most of a "bad" situation and jump in that rain puddle like you used to do. We all might just might live longer if we laugh a little more about the bad stuff instead of letting it get the best of us.