03/24/2026
Please share a favorite memory from your childhood.
Mine: We lived in the country in the rural Midwest. It was all cornfield around us so when a rainstorm was approaching you could see it for miles. My mom and I would sit on our front steps watching the rain come across the fields. I can still smell the rain in the air. I would listen with amazement as the sound of rain hitting the corn gets louder. As the first few drops land on my face I look over and see my mom smiling. We sit until the downpour comes, running in the house laughing.
