Driving in the rain, I went under on overpass. The rain stopped for one brief moment. What a short relief from such a stressful drive. The rain would come and go, sometimes leaving a bright blue sky of hope behind it.
Looking through the drops of rain, whether a beautiful midst or a blinding downpour, I thought about how that is like, I suppose, life for everyone... not just those of us fighting against abuse.
Storm clouds roar and rage. It isn't fun, this fight. But, I have to be thankful for those times. Without them, I would not gain perspective or growth or nourishment. Without them, the road would be long, desolate and hopeless.
Even though the storms seem to be the problem in life, sometimes they blind me and protect me. Sometimes, they make me be more aware of what is around me. Sometimes, they make me much more attentive and careful about what I do. Where I go. Sometimes, they make me have to pay attention to who is around me, even though my focus has to be on my own path... journey.
Are the storms raging around you today? It may be a beautiful, sunny day in your journey. It may be lightly sprinkling with a forecast predicting things will soon take a turn for the worse... you are not alone. Remember to stay as aware of your surroundings as you can. Enjoy what you can. Learn what you can. Grow when you can. And, know this road leads to somewhere... freedom from the past and all that's haunting.