Not long ago I was playing outside with my three and a half year old granddaughter. It was a cloudy afternoon. A bit chilly, yet the hint of spring was unmistakable. We raced each other in the tall damp grass, glad to be outdoors and getting fresh air and exercise. Winter was too long this year…
A few raindrops started to fall. Then a few more. My first inclination was to hurry us back indoors, but we both found ourselves stopped in our tracks, looking up at the sky and noticing the display of large raindrops falling against the backdrop of the tall evergreen trees that stretched across the span of the backyard. It was quite beautiful, and clearly something she had never really seen before. So, we stood still and watched, and talked about the beauty of the moment… My granddaughter is a delightful playmate.
The experience flashed my mind back to an old song from the late 1960s – Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head, by B.J. Thomas. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and searched for something on YouTube so that I might share the song with my granddaughter. Enjoy what we discovered while standing in the rain in the backyard… 🙂
For me, this play time with my granddaughter was a very special “re-make” of an old association to a favorite song from my long-ago past. Today I am excited about the new meaning and the new memories… Life is indeed bittersweet. It goes on, and I realize that the melody and lyrics of this song carry a whole different layer of significance for me. I love dancing in the rain!