Rain

Rain

(Listen to this to really be submerged into the story. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mLDIQ-oNtUk )

I see an old man. He is walking into a cemetery. He is carrying an umbrella as a shield to the cold rain falling. He stops in front of a gravestone. The stone reads “Beloved mother and wife”. He stands still as memories flood his mind. He sees the day they first met. He remembers how beautiful and graceful she looked. The day of their wedding comes to mind, and as he looks down the aisle, he sees her. She is walking close, clothed in her white lace dress. He will never forget the vows they made that day. The vows they cherished throughout their life together. They vows they remembered when they danced, when they cried, when they laughed. The vows they remembered when their child was born, and as he grew up. The old man sets his umbrella on the ground and lets the rain fall on him as he remembers that day they danced in the rain together. He recalls how it felt to hold her in his arms and sway. The memory of how her hair curled as it soaked up the raindrops makes him smile. There was no music. They only danced to the sound of the water cascading down and hitting the world around them. As the old man places a single flower on her grave he makes another vow. He promises to never forget the beautiful moments they shared, like that time they danced in the Rain.