Rainy skies were not always my friend. One year when I was in my early twenties, a friend and I were eating in an Indian restaurant in a sketchy part of town when we had one of those Texas downpours. The power even went out, so we just calmly finished our food in the dark. When it was time to go home, we realized our car was now sitting in the middle of a new lake. With the invincibility and poor judgement of youth, we took off our shoes and just waded to our car, laughing and shrieking as the rain started again. Amazingly, we didn't cut our feet, get sepsis, or drown. We were able to start my car and drive carefully home.
But usually, rain is just a great way for me to hunker down in my little nest. The overcast skies and the rhythm of the rain soothe me as I nap during the day or sleep at night. What a great excuse to just sit and read a wonderful book, cup of tea at my side.