A while ago I got one of those inspirational emails that I usually a) roll my eyes at b) delete without actually fully reading, but for whatever reason on that particular day, I decided to scroll through it.
One of the anecdotal stories I came across was about a person who, while driving, encountered a terrible rainstorm. It began to downpour torrentially, almost to the point where there was no visibility, and all around the driver, cars were pulling over to the shoulder to wait it out. This particular driver, however, kept on driving, slowly inching his way through it until finally the clouds separated and blue skies once again shone overhead. And although the drive was harrowing, and at times he was uncertain if he would make it, in the end, the storm ended up lasting less time for him than the others because he kept pushing his way through instead of simply waiting for it to pass him.
Currently, I’m dealing with my own personal storm. And, frankly, there have been a lot of times I’ve just wanted to stop pushing forward to instead lie in the fetal position and eat nutella until this was all finally over. But, as we all have come to learn from our own personal, unscripted life journeys, this is not how things work–there is no waiting such things out. Instead, it is imperative to keep pushing through, to keep trying, no matter how dark my thoughts gets, or how down my mood is.
I’m trying to maintain positivity–and I already am seeing little bits of blue skies–but there are some days where it feels like the storms will never end. Frustratingly enough, today–one of the most beautiful days of this summer–is one of those days. So, while the sun is shining, and a beautiful, crisp breeze blows on the outside, I’m pushing slowly through the barrage of storm clouds on the inside… Here’s hoping the break comes soon, dear friends.