This weather is horrid. I know we need the rain, but the wind and cold I could really do without. It reminds too much of home (England) where the weather was like this more often than not, it is a very depressing thought. I am actually quite homesick at the moment but days like this remind me of yet another reason I am here.
Anyway, I was dropping my daughter at preschool this morning, getting wet from the rain both from above and underfoot, I was huddled over trying to prevent any more huge drops from the trees run down the back of my neck and I was cold. I realised though that I had a warm feeling inside. That feeling was coming from the little 2 year old hand that was in mine. It was the nicest feeling. That little being was there, giving me comfort by just holding my hand and from me she was feeling safe. I was protecting her from the cars, sheltering her from the rain, she trusted me so much. When the days are cold and wet, rushed and stressful, even when it is these little beings causing the stress, they still make me feel warm and cosy inside.