Beautiful narrative! I love rain. I love to sit next to an open window, curled up with a good book when it rains. Ben teases me that we should move to England since I love rain so much.

It's amazing how much you use your imagination when you're an only child. I was an only child until I turned 8 and I had an incredibly active imagination. I vividly remember the elaborate stories I created when I played make believe. Toys were fun, but I happiest with a big cardboard box that turned into a cabin in the woods, a space ship or a refuge from the storm...