Our Theory

Have I ever told you about our Theory?

The day my Mom passed away (Dec. 22nd) it rained. When does it rain in December... or so close to Christmas?

Strange? Yes.

And the following days it was the same.

The night of her viewing... it rained.

The day of her funeral it rained. But it was finally the first day the sun peeked through too.

And pretty much every 22nd of the month it has rained. Except for one. But it was very cloudy that day.

And all of our family has noticed this. We've come to the conclusion that it's my Mom. How ironic that everytime it rains I am reminded of her when she was a woman who hated the rain.

But it's comforting.

I used to hate the rain too.

Now I love the rain.

I'll even go outside and play in it. Something you would have never caught me doing before December.

It reminds me of Mom.