around 6:30 every morning I hear the bathroom door close. It's my Dad rising early for daily mass and my signal to get up. he's been at it for about a year now. as I walk past the door on my way down the stairs, i get the usual " Be right out", to which i respond, " not necessary". this morning I just happened to walk out from my bedroom and catch him standing in his room. "Good morning, Dad! Hey... it's sunny out!" He stood there for a few moments with a sleepy look on his face, after which he responded, " I wish it were raining."
Good old Dad. It didn't surprise me when on my way into work I ran into more heavy rain.
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