This time of year her rain boots were a wardrobe staple. She’d frantically slide her feet into them: over PJ’s, under her best dresses or with whatever she decided to pull from her closet. Her urgency was palpable - she had spotted the perfect puddle! She would stomp and stamp and at times, if the puddle was big enough, pretend it an ocean which she and her brother could set sail. I think about it often, without the grey skies and rainy days, there would be no puddles (or rainbows for that matter)!
Especially now, grey skies and rainy days are heavy and hard - believe you me, I get it! And I also get that on days like these, we need to dig deep in remembering it is darkest before the dawn, it will get messy before it gets better BUT to take heart, for April showers always bring May flowers. The grey skies and rainy days are making way for one speculator display ahead. So, as we eagerly anticipate their arrival, let's embrace the grey skies, let’s dance in the rain, let’s stomp so hard that the mud leaves splatters worthy of a Jackson Pollock canvas.
May this week be one where you eagerly pull on your boots in search of the perfect puddle. And when you find it, may you stomp, delight and remember that APRIL SHOWERS DO BRING MAY FLOWERS.