Listening To It Rain

It’s 10:55 a.m. and I’m still in bed at our trailer.

I’m listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops on the trailer roof.

My husband is gone with his brother.

I was suppose to be at a craft fair with the girls but I’m not feeling good so I didn’t go.

I’m enjoying the much needed quiet time with my dog.

I’m listening to the rain and breathing. 

In and out.  In and out.  Letting go of whatever I need to.

I haven’t done this in so long and it feels so darn good.

I suppose I will have to get up at sometime. 

Just not now.

The pup and I are going to chill for a little while longer…