To Walk In The RainA Story by Marie HarrisonA story about months of walking in the rain.
To Walk In the Rain As the cold rain blew, I kept walking for miles with my petite dogs walking along with me. We were a little family and so we were in this healing thing together. We had to walk this out as a united family. Besides, dogs like to walk, don't they? I carried a big red umbrella holding it over them. The rain gently washed the warm tears from my face and kindly masked my face as I cried. I sobbed and sobbed as I walked. Often pleading to God to end my pain or begging him to strike me dead swiftly with lightening. As the thunder roared and my ire soared, I could yell with hostile anger as loud as I wished to yell. Hours of walking in the rain is the only thing that eased my pain. Believe me I tried everything. My dogs must have thought that I had gone insane. For months at night all we did was walk in the rain endlessly. Only when spring came and the birds chirped at us did the sun dry away all of my tears. Every night we still walked but not as many miles as before, not until we were soaked. I walked so much that I wore the soles of my tennis shoes out. But it was all I could do to medicate my pain and sooth my broken heart, to walk in the rain.
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