I was on my afternoon school run when the rain came.
It’s a short 20 minute cycle from my home to school and I do these uneventful trips almost on a daily basis. On the return trip it’s a nonstop chatter as my boys recall the hours we have been apart. Sometimes my boys race each other and I struggle to keep up, but on the solo afternoon rides to school I can cycle at my own pace, letting my thoughts wander.
The rain came suddenly and as I cycled I felt it beating down on me. Instinctively I kept my head down and pushed forward. A few seconds later all hell broke loose as the full fury of the storm broke. Like so often in life I had two options, take shelter or go on. I decided to push on, my boys will be waiting for me. I lifted my head and allowed myself to FEEL the rain hitting my face. It hurt. Water washed into my eyes and my hands became slippery on the steering wheel, making it hard to change gears. I lifted my head and knew it was going to be fine because it’s only water, and the storm can not prevent me from reaching my destination; the boys I love.
Sometimes the storms that rage in our lives make it difficult to see where we are going. When it storms, allow yourself to feel the water. When you acknowledge that it’s storming, you can lift your head up and face what the wind blows at you. Keep going forward, because at your destination are people you love.