Sometimes There is Rain

My child taught me about finding joy in a moment.

The kiddo mesmerized by a silent river.

The little one sat in the balcony.

‘Pour water on me. I’m waiting,’ and he sat hiding his head between his hands.

A lovely sunny day gave the eight year old the sudden idea of getting wet in the balcony. It was an impulsive thought and he just played along with his impulses. He wanted to…