Day 253: Rain

As I walked through Hobby Lobby today, this caught my eye. A simple little sign, nestled amongst a million other little signs.

No rain.

No flowers.

The enormity of that hit me like a brick wall.

For many months now, I have felt the rain. It’s flooded my life, destroying all my plans, my hopes, my love. Waves of grief crash over me on the regular.

But even in the midst of the rain, I can see the small glimpses of green. The beginnings of sweet smelling, beautiful, calming, lovely flowers are coming up through the rough ground.

And the rain. Well, that’s what makes the flowers grow. The sunshine isn’t taken for granted on the cloudy days. The rain makes us appreciate the joy found in the blooms all the more.

No rain. No flowers.

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