As she looked at the rain falling outside, she wished for the sun. The way it would sneak in and flood her bedroom with natural light in the morning. It did not matter if her blinds were closed, it always found a way to gently touch the room. The way that no matter how she felt in her heart, when she walked into that light it would make her feel alive. Something about the way it touched her face allowed her to breathe deeper, to embrace the day and whatever was going to come her way. The simplicity of a sunny day, there would never be anything that amazed her more. However on the rainy days she is also reminded of how we sometimes need the rain to make things new. That the rain was there to clean things off, so that when the sun did shine again we would realize the beauty once again. Sometimes all we need is a quick thunderstorm to usher in and other times it takes a three day rainstorm. However when it passes we feel renewed and ready to conquer all that comes are way. She smiled and walked out into the rain and splashed in the puddles knowing that the sun always shines again.