It’s cloudy, wet, rainy … I suppose some might see it as a “miserable” day. To me it’s glorious. I’ve always liked the rain; in college in Southern California, rainy nights were my favorite time for taking a long walk. Something cleansing, refreshing, about a downpour.
And maybe it’s just my outlook is different today. Because of the rain or in spite of the rain? Who knows. But does it matter? Probably not.
The thing is, I got up this morning to leg cramps extraordinaire. Agonizing, mean, debilitating … all those “bad” words. And yet, here I sit, smiling, enjoying life, such as it is.
And I’m not questioning it, I’m sharing it. My hope and prayer for each reader of this post is that your day is what you need from it. May it be sunny or not, wet or dry, matters little. As long as you have inner peace.
Days like this are too seldom for me and I can’t let one go by without “spreading it around”.
Peace, my friends.