Rain... My anniversary is always rainy... My daughter's entrance and graduation ceremonies, my first date, the first time I was with my husband, the day I accepted his proposal and got married, our wedding day, the day my son was born... It always rained. And ever since I decided to part ways with my husband 21 years ago, rain has become an inseparable part of my life. My son has already left the nest, becoming independent and living on his own. I no longer have the luxury to believe in eternal love or a lifelong partner. The dream of escaping from the days I was tied to my husband has repeated itself countless times. Every time it rains, memories of that day come flooding back, shaking my heart.
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