Sunny Days

I don't know if it's just me, but I find that hard days are more bearable when the sun is out. I can't stand the rain. There's something about looking out the window and seeing a mostly blue sky that seems to melt a little of my worries away even though I may feel like falling to pieces on the inside. Sunshine gives me inner peace and a little relief from reality. When the sun is out, everything seems to look new to me. The trees are greener, the sidewalks appear cleaner, and the people overall seem to be moving in near perfect harmony to nature's melody. Sunny days have always been my days. It doesn't matter if the temperature outside is frigid or too hot to handle; as long as it doesn't rain, it's almost guaranteed that at the end of the day, at least there were colors to look at.

I understand that we need the rain in order to appreciate the sunshine that's ahead, but spiritually and naturally speaking, rain is no fun. But then again, there would be no green trees to enjoy in the summer if it weren't for the rain. There wouldn't be life at all. It makes me think about how everything needs a balance in order to grow and mature into something beautiful and vibrant. Rain fall may look ugly and grey, but I honestly think that the only life form that complains about it is me. All of nature doesn't complain. It takes it in and allows the rain to nourish it until the time is right for nature to "show off". I guess every life must go through "rain periods" and "sun periods". Too much of one thing will destroy life.

Thus is one of the lessons I learned today.