Rain

Since this blog is, after all called dear rainy days, I feel compelled to write on every rainy day. That isn't the only reason though, I love writing. It's freeing and can be beautiful.

It raining outside and I'm sitting on my bed right by the window and I can see the green and purple exploding through the dreariness. It's a beautiful site to behold.

I sit hear and listen to the Civil Wars (I just might be in love) and ponder on the almost perfectness of this day.

I like life right now.

There are times every day where I feel like there really isn't that much to live for but then I remember everything with which I'm blessed. I have SO much that so many don't have. I must make the most I can of it because I only have one chance.

You see that picture up there?

That's my happy face.