Dear Vancouver, I love you. I really do. Even in all your wintery, grey, sulky dreariness. Or at least I’m trying. I’m embracing this never ending rain to the best of my ability. I’m running in it. I’m splashing in the puddles in my rain boots every day on the walk to yoga. I’m sittin’ cozy by the fire watching it trickle down the windows. I’m enjoying the sound of it when I…