God gave me a gift today.
As if Heavenly Father knew my home would be empty for the first time as an empty nester, it started raining the very moment my daughter walked out our front door. After waving goodbye to her from the front porch, I walked back into my home, tossed off my sandals, then walked barefoot into the back yard, across the wet green grass and just tilted my face upward to the rain.
It smelled so good and felt so good. For weeks, no, months, I had felt a deep, unrelenting sadness for at the thought of my children all grown. Today's rain felt like a new beginning. For a moment, it asuaged all of the grief I'd been feeling. I eventually sat on the edge of the garden box. I literally soaked in this wonderful moment. It felt so good.
Rather than feeling like the rain was heaven crying with me, I felt like the rain was heaven's watering can, nourishing me to help me grow in this new phase of life. I know the sadness isn't over, but today's rain washed it away for a moment.
The rain only lasted a few minutes and then it was over. What a gift.