This post seems very appropriate for today.
It is raining.
This is not a new thing for Oregon.
In fact, I think Oregon is very well known for its rain.
Lately we have been having some very nice days, followed by very rainy days.
I suppose this is nothing new for Oregon.
And having lived here my whole life I should be used to it, which I am.
But that doesn't mean that I don't often feel like enough is enough.
Don't get me wrong. I love the rain.
I would probably be very sad living in a state with little to no rain.
There's just something about the crisp fresh air on a rainy day.
Looking around and seeing the glory that is green trees and grass and plants.
None of that would exist here if not for the rain.
And while the rain is good as an actual physical thing, I also think that it is a great metaphor for life. Especially my life lately.
I have had to deal with a lot of downs lately.
Failing the Bar the first time I took it, not being able to find work and being out of a job for a little over a year, losing family members and friends due to tragic events, dealing with loans coming due that I cannot afford to pay, and the list could go on.
So while I know that right now things are bad and I'm dealing with a lot of rain, both metaphorically and in actuality, I know that without the rain I would not be able to enjoy the goodness in my life.
At least not to the extent where I could truly appreciate it.
**This post is for the April A to Z Challenge!