Cloudy Days

The past week has been a cloudy one. Literally and figuratively. It seems as though it's been raining non stop, and there's this gloom in the air.

Everyone is dying for the sun to finally show itself, so we can all be warm again, and get out of this winter gloom.

Even though I'm sick of the rain, I love the fresh smell it leaves, and how it makes the grass a vivid green. And really, I can't complain. We could be getting tornadoes and snow storms. I'll take fresh rain any day.

A lot of people are having bad days though. A friend from school learned Sunday that her older brother, who was in the military, passed away. Everyone's heart is broken for her and her family. It's amazing how many people are there for her, too. Facebook is flooded with inspirational posts and prays. It reminds you that there are people there in the dark times, and this world isn't as horrible a place as it may seem. Even during the cloudy days.

I just hope the sun shines soon. We all need a break and a fresh take.

But I've realized something. Even if it's cloudy, the sun is always shining, even if we can't see it's light or feel it's warmth. And when the clouds part, even for a moment, the sun  never fails to shine and cheer everyone up a little bit. It's made me think about how we should try to be the sun, even if the clouds of life are too thick and dark for us to shine through. You never know when the clouds will part and someone will feel your warmth or see your light. The sun is contagious.

Be the sun in a cloudy world.

Nothing Ever Lasts Forever