Catching Raindrops by H. D’Agostino

Ever feel like your entire life has been planned out for you before you were even born? As the only girl in the Sutter family and daughter of an ‘almost Olympian’, my parents have always had goals for me. I never questioned them and always strived to be the best. I thought I knew what I wanted in life until I didn’t.

One mistake, and the straight path I had planned was suddenly crooked. Goals that I’d worked for since I was little didn’t seem so important anymore; And the one place I never thought I’d go back to was the only place I wanted to be… home, where I found comfort in the most unlikely place. At six years my senior, Brock Foster has always been unattainable. He was the boy that filled my fantasies. I resigned myself years ago to never feel his touch, never know what his kisses were like, or to have him wrap me in his arms. I never thought when I came home that he would still be there, or that he’d remember me.

Sometimes the future that we think we want isn’t what we need. Sometimes those bumps and turns mold us into who we were always meant to be, and sometimes they lead us to who we should have always been with. Brock Foster helped me to embrace my path. He taught me to stop and catch the raindrops, and open myself to love again.