rain, rain

I keep hearing that the rain won't let up until sometime next week. It's put a wet chill in the air, so Matt, Uwharrie, and I have walked over to the coffee shop downtown for a warm mocha. We've brought out the wool, too.

It's easy on rainy days to stay at home, but after days and days of that, I feel really boxed in by the home-car-work-car-home existence. I'm trying to be more proactive. I ran with Uwharrie in the rain at Woodlawn Saturday morning. Last night, when it finally let up around 10pm, I went for a walk.

The weekend was restful, and I'm in a good mood, despite an unprepared - and subsequently hectic - day at school. I've already had my fair share of disappointments because our school always falls short of its promise. Last week I couldn't answer, "Why bother?" School had brought Matt way down. But today is good. And so will tomorrow be.

I'm grateful for the new friend in Marion who is making an effort to connect. I'm grateful for the old friend from Mississippi who wrote to share his good news, and unknown to him probably, shared his magical outlook on life.

And I'm stealing glances across the table and secretly beaming... for all the incredible stuff my boyfriend has done in his classroom and for his resilience in this journey.

And Uwharrie is so sweet, laying patiently under the table and nudging occasionally.