Woke up with the rain on the window glass. Great! Just great!
Our weather is one big rollercoaster ride. We’ve seen a couple of days of winter like conditions and today is another thing altogether.
The constant weather change drives me crazy. Planning trips outside becomes an ordeal not really knowing what to expect the next day. There are days that the weather men got it right but there are also days that they are wrong, very very wrong.
It has become my habit of checking the weather for the next day before I go to bed so I can plan ahead on what time can we go out and where are we going. Since we live on a low rise apartment building, there is no really dedicated play area for kids so we have to go out in a nearby park to play that mostly caters to toddlers and babies.
Back to the weather, it caused us a family day today. Husband and kiddos were unable to go to church as it was pouring. When we have decided that mama will just go to church by herself, the rain tapered off to a drizzle. Uhm, thank you.
Anyway, going to church by myself is something that I cherished before when I was single but today, it was an eye opener. Without my babies and my husband with me, I felt so lonely and my arms so empty. I pretty much wants to go home but the mass has just barely begun.
If you’ve seen a person just bowing her head the entire time, that probably is me.
So as mass nearing its end, I queued up near the door and just stand there to wait for the final blessings. I can go home ahead of the final blessing but apparently going to mass not listening or waiting for the final blessing is like eating without having a drink of water or soda at the end of the meal. Still I ended up being the first out of the church, right behind the priest on his recessional.
Out I go and the rain’s back.
But as what we always say, every little thing is a blessing, so I guess it is God’s way of reminding people that rain must not be an excuse to not go attend mass.