Raindrops keep falling....

             I am struck by cloudy days sometimes, both the actual days and just the emotional ones.  They put a damper on my mood and cause me to want to stay in bed.  As much as I try to not be affected, sometimes these days just get the best of me.  The flipside of the cloudy day is a flight I once took on a cloudy and rainy day.  I was so apprehensive of this flight, of being gone from my home and school for a week already, and the gloomy weather was not helping.  Well, ready or not, the flight attendants launch into their safety spiel, and as much as I would love to tell you it was one of those really great moments being posted on Facebook where they do an amazing song for the safety portion, or half the flight starts singing to you, it wasn't.  We ascended the climb, my ears began to throb and mute out sound, the plane shook, and I white knuckled the handles.  Just as the tears were forming in my eyes and I was starting to wish I had not so eagerly volunteered for this trip the clouds broke away....

         .......the turbulence ended and I was blinded by the light!  (Yes, that song was the first thing to pop into my head too.)   It was incredible!  I know how science works, I understand the sun shines even when I can't see it, but experience this moment, well, I wish I could share it with each of you.  I was struck by the brilliance of the light, how it reflected off the pure white clouds and flooded my emotions, doubts, and trepidation with its warmth.  Even as I type this, I am in awe at the majesty of how the sun is still there when the clouds roll in and block my view.  The contrast between the rain and storms that were pelting down on Kansas City that day and the soft puffy white warm clouds that were below my flight.


           I know the rainy days will come, and I know they will dampen my day, but when the clouds break away, and the earth is refreshed by what the rain brings, the sun's brilliance will return, because, it was never gone to begin with.  And so today, if the clouds are there, I hope you choose to throw off your gear and run through the rain, and know, the sun will be here soon, and once again, you will be able to laugh along the way.

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