Wishes For A Rainy Day

There's a sweet old lady who lives in the sky, on top of the clouds, collecting the wishes thrown down wishing wells. She saves them for ‘rainy days’. 

One year ago today, I made a wish, throwing everything I owned (even my bed and my clothes) down a well. 

I had wished for a magical kind of love. 

Today it rains. It rains and rains and rains. A chilly wind cuts through whatever skin is exposed. The rain is almost snow. Where the hell did the sun go?

I look up to the sky and cry out, asking for some damn help. I’ve been so cold for so long. 

The sweet old lady in the sky answered me in a voice that poured out like honey, “Here’s some love.”

An umbrella suddenly stops the rain from pelting me. There’s a face behind the umbrella somewhere. She smells heavenly. 

The umbrella slowly moves and I meet the lady who’s been waiting for me. The rain stops. My heart drops. She has gray eyes, with just a hint of blue in them. They feel so kind as they stare into mine. The sun starts to shine.

CH 4/23/26