I left the gym after practice today and headed to my car and it was raining.
I knew it was supposed to rain for the entire day. For a Midwestern day in early March, that kind of a forecast is almost too good to be true. That means it has to be above 32 degrees enough for it to actually precipitate in the form of water instead of frozen water. (Hopefully some of you giggled at that sarcastic comment.)
I smiled as I breathed in the smell and was hit with a occasional drop of rain that found it’s way to my face, shielded by my hood.
There is just something so comforting and beautiful about a day of rain. It makes me feel like I can enjoy a day from the couch reading, taking a nap, and eating comfort food, without feeling bad about it.
I spent a long time trying to think of what rain reminds me of and why every time it does rain, I spend at least a few uninterrupted minutes watching it and taking in the smell, and wondering why it brings such a comfort to my bones. I really couldn’t come up with anything. It’s in my head as an intangible – something I don’t quite have the words for yet.
Rain has just always felt like home.
I hope I find more words for it someday.
It makes me wonder how many other things are up there, in my head, without words to come out yet.
I hope I find the words for all of those things too.
love always, caitlin
love always, caitlin 
“Rain has always just felt like home.”
I love this line. Perfect.
I’m from Colorado, where it’s mostly hot and dry these days.
For the last few summers, we have had very little rain.
And yet I am right there with you.
Rain has always just felt like home.
Such gorgeous writing!! Thank you!
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Your piece brought rain to my living room. I will take a moment to admire it’s beauty the next time I get wet and think only about my frizzy hair.
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I love your description of rain and how it feels for you. I occasionally catch that feeling, especially if it’s nighttime rain and I’m cozy in my quiet house, listening to it pour down after the kids are in bed. Otherwise, I need either snow or sunshine!
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Your slice is making me laugh because here in the Pacific Northwest, where it rains all the time, we are always excited when the temperature drops BELOW 32 degrees so that it precipitates as frozen water instead of rain! I like the way you end this post, wondering about things you don’t have words for yet. It makes me think about what I don’t have words for…
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We had rain here yesterday in Minnesota. The first thing I did – was open the door to the deck and smell the moist air. Love the first spring rains! Thanks for writing.
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We had rain here last night, much, much needed rain. Your post resonated: “there’s just something so comforting about a day of rain.” And it IS hard to find the words!
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I’m not a big rain fan–I lived for eight years in rainy Oregon and got my life-time fill of rain. However, I now live in Southern CA and my students, who rarely see REAL rain, are fascinated by it. I’d rather it rain on the weekends (because…recess), but it is quite fun to watch them be amazed with every downpour. On Wednesday, we had four out-of-the-ordinary downpours. There was no teaching going on, but I’m not convinced that they weren’t learning every time they rushed the door to watch it!
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Your post reminded me of how I’ve heard that the Inuit have so many words for snow. I live in Pac NW where water from the skies comes in so many forms that I’ve grown up with a different word for the forms of “wet” we’re experiencing each day. And because it was a part of my youth, I find the rain comforting – I have a real sense of home when I’m experiencing a rainy day whereever I am.
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I, too, really like the ending…I hope I find the words for all these things, too. That’s just beautiful!
Wishing you more homey, rainy days!
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