Gray raindrops fell from the sky...
Wind blew ferociously, hurling wet leaves to the ground...
The leaves’ mother trees cried hysterically, yearning for their children to come back...but their aches drowned in the gloomy atmosphere and howling winds....
A woman... a teary faced woman walked on, not acknowledging the storm...sobbing and thinking about past events...past days....
Crying over the pain she had faced...a breath of moist, fresh air blew past her... and she looked up...
The wind calmed...
Leaves joyfully leapt to their mothers... their mothers adorned each one with kisses....
The clouds turned into fluffy pillows of cotton.... crystal clear droplets fell from the heavenly sky....
The woman let her umbrella go...
Gusts of fresh air surrounded her...
Blowing her hair out of her pin...
She turned around...
And then she realized....
Human life is fashioned and laced with pain... but somewhere in the lacing of pain, happiness is always hidden somewhere...
She understood every person had problems... so they had to learn a way to be joyful again...
Since life goes on...and the path to being jubilant again is to find those small happiness’s and learn to live in them...
Because life runs on...