When did I become afraid of a little rain? When did I lose faith in the sunshine?
I was walking Soleille to the dog park, seeking a taste of fresh air, as well as a sense of hope.
It was only after I left the house that I noticed the clouds packing in from the east. A cold breeze slapped my face. I felt some icy drops. Only shorts and a T-shirt covered my skin. My walk had just begun. Surely, I was setting myself up for disaster.