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Today I Love Raindrops Tapping On My Window

rain on the deck and coffee
Rainy Thursday morning coffee

Today I love raindrops tapping on my window, it’s good to be popular, but I’m not coming out to play just yet. I love that today is grocery list day and that tomorrow we will order the things we put on our list and then we will put our food away when it arrives, take stock of what we got and make exciting plans for the next meals in our lives. I love that I am enjoying isolation possibly way more than I should be. I love that I would make a great hermit so long as I didn’t have to do it alone. I love that we’ve now had two meetings where we’ve discussed the possibility of setting aside an hour or two every day to read and declaring that time to be sacrosanct or at least designate it as officially important. I love that my mind is delving into new depths of entertainingly weird stuff, and sharing that on Facebook. I love that today I am going to shave and trim my beard so that it isn’t in my mouth. I love that this day is full of things to do that should have positive benefits on my life, even if some of those benefits are small in scale. I love that positive is always forward motion and I’ll take that every time.

Today I love that it is Thursday and I checked that against various sources to make sure I am right. I love how even in these days of isolation, when one is assured that it is Thursday, the day takes on a feeling of “almost there” and there is a minor, yet appreciable elevation of excitement at the idea of the coming of the weekend. I love that even though we are doing many weekend things through the week, doing them on the weekend involves a feeling of freedom and a relief from the thin aura of guilt one experiences when one parks one’s self on the couch and spends a weekday afternoon binging Star Trek reruns.

Today I love that when oatmeal was last made here, the recipe, which was already doubled, was doubled yet again and we aren’t likely to run out for another five to seven days. I still love the combination of rhubarb and strawberries in that last batch and I love that the person who made it is also pleased with it. It’s nice when we agree on things to eat and can enjoy them together, I love that. I love that many of my friends are taking stands against the spreading of conspiracy theories on social media, and that they haven’t yet blocked me for some of the silliness I’ve made up and shared, since the stuff I’ve been making up is intended to make people consider how silly those theories really are.

Today I love drinking Thursday coffee on a Thursday morning while the Thursday rain taps on my windows and calls me to come out to play … well, maybe I’ll go get the mail in a little while and smile while I walk through the rain to do that.

Today I Love Raindrops Tapping On My Window

Kelly Babcock

I was born in the city of Toronto in 1959, but moved when I was in my fourth year of life. I was raised and educated in a rural setting, growing up in a manner I like to refer to as free range. I live on the traditional lands of the Chippewas of Nawash in an area where my family history stretches back 6 or 7 generations and my First Nations friend's families go back hundreds of generations. I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 50 and have been both struggling with the new reality and using my discoveries to make my life better. I am a freelance writer and I write two blogs here at Psych Central, one about living with ADHD and one that is a daily positive affirmation that acts as an example of finding the good in as much of my life as I possibly can.

Find out more about me on my website: writeofway.

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Babcock, K. (2020). Today I Love Raindrops Tapping On My Window. Psych Central. Retrieved on September 23, 2020, from


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