My Rainy Day List
A rainy day letter is designed to remind me about the wonderfulness of my life instead of the despair and feelings of hopelessness that I live with everyday.
I remember the day my daughter was born. In order to protect her identity, I’ll call her Gold. Gold’s Mom had been in labor since the night before; she was born around 6pm on a July evening in California. The sun was still up, and I was seated by the window; they gave me Gold to hold in my arms, her head was squished like an eskimo and her eyese were shut tightly. She had a full head of hair. That was one of the best days of my life.
My daughter graduates from High School and leaves for college soon. I’m so proud of her. She isn’t on drugs; she doesn’t smoke and isn’t a criminal. She was always college motivated. She chose to hang out with other kids who were college motivated. She’s a good kid.
In my darkest moments, my Sister has always been there for me. A few years ago, when I didn’t have enough money to go to a shrink, she paid for me to go. It was just the kickstart that I needed. She gave me essentially 10 visits, but it was enough to get me going again.
My Mom is my champion. She cheers me on, is always positive, and always sees the bright side. When I’m down, she encourages me, and when I’m up, she tries to help moderate me.
My Dad loved me. He told me he thought that I was “the best”. He was always very proud of me.
