Precious MeMoRieS.....

She had been shopping with her Mom in Big bazaar. She was very small filled with innocence. It was pouring outside. Raindrops were erupting out of the sky like thousands of millions of bubbles that pierced the earth and burst upon impact with the human body.

We all stood there just inside the door of big bazaar waiting, some patiently, others irritated, because nature messed up their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I get lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world. Memories of running, splashing as carefree as a child come pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day. Oh to be young again........

Suddenly we heard her sweet voice which broke my hypnotic trance. "Mom, let's run through the rain," "What?" Mom asked. "Let's run through the rain!" she repeated.
"No sweety We'll wait until it slows down a bit. We will get soaked if we do so"

"No, we won't, Mom, remember what you said this morning," the girl said as she tugged at her mom's arm.
"Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, "If God can get us through this,He can get us through anything!"

Her Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.
"Honey, you are absolutely right, let's run through the rain. If God lets us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing."

Then off they ran.

We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and puddles. They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case, they got soaked. They were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.
I want to believe that somewhere down the road in life, this Mom will find herself reflecting back on moments they spent together, they will always share that precious moment, when they ran through the rain believing that God would get them through

Yes, I ran. I got wet. I too needed washing. Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they may even take away your health. But no one can ever take away your precious memories. So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories every day!

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