When I was a child, I never intentionally went for walks in the rain;

I was too “well behaved” to dare make a mess in the mud;

I carried a fear that I had been taught — too afraid of catching a cold to let the rain touch my skin;

But I choose to be the kind of mother who stops to jump in puddles with her daughter when it’s raining;

to listen to the rain falling on the ground;

to smell the fresh scent that rain brings.

I choose to be the kind of mother who gives her daughter time and space to explore her world, even when it’s raining and there are errands to run.

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