My friend, Jasmine, and I threw caution to the wind and went for a walk despite the sky threatening a storm.
About halfway through our walk, on the far side of town, the sky cracked and drops drained down. Fortunately we found cover under an old oak tree. We remained dry.
The rain stopped and our walk continued.
We met some friends and visited until the sky turned night. Leaving, the rain started again. It was just some drops, and we were only a few blocks from our cars.
"Don't you have an umbrella?" "Where are your umbrellas?" "Didn't you bring an umbrella?"
Our three friends were clearly more put together than we were. Jas and I looked at each other and shrugged. "We can walk between the drops," I joked.
We declined their offers to borrow umbrellas or catch a ride to our cars. The rain turned from drops to pelts to buckets.
Jas and I giggled and ran and wiped the water from our faces. The sky boomed. The rain unleashed, and we were drenched.
We laughed more and jumped into our cars.
Water dripped from the brim of my hat. My feet squished in my shoes. My hands were impossible to dry, making the steering wheel slick.
I started my car and giggled more.
Sometimes we go to great efforts to avoid the storms. Jas and I stood under the oak tree, and the storm passed. We remained dry and unchanged.
Yet, when we kept going despite the storm, good things happened. Jas and I chose joy in the middle of the rain. We're closer friends from weathering the storm.
Storms will come. Let's go through them and become better people despite the grey and rain around us. Trust me, this is the choice I'm making right now -- I'm weathering the storm by choosing joy. I hope you'll leave a comment and let me know that you're choosing joy too!