I’m certain that it’s well documented here that I like precipitation. Every time it rains I get so happy because it makes me think of home. When one lives in a desert-like climate, the rain is few and far between.
Recently, Little Sister posted the following on Facebook and we had a little public convo about it:
Little Sister posted a photo – “Its raining a little.”
Little Sister – Guess who gets homesick when it rains? (two people like this, me, and her fourteen year old son)
Me – MEEE TOOOO!! Just wait; you’ll rejoice when it snows because at least it’s precipitation. Mark my words.
Little Sister – When it rains here, it really rains!
Me – yeah, here not so much – being the desert and all.
Little Sister moved a year or so ago to
and has been posting a lot about the weather, especially the snow which as British Columbians, we never truly experienced growing up. The weather in BC is so unique that it really takes a special sort of person to be able to endure it. (webbed feet help) New Brunswick
Little Sister and I are those kinds of people. We have always loved the BC weather, rain and all. I find it interesting that she and I are the only ones who have moved away from BC even though we both love it so much and neither one of us planned on ever leaving the coast. I also find it soothing that she misses the weather just as much as I do, even though she lives in a climate that is very much different to mine.
I should also not that neither one of us has webbed feet. I just thought I should clear that up.
The rain, it just does something to you…