March winds and April showers bring forth May flowers. (Mother Goose)
I've enjoyed the cheery yellow daffodils over the month of March and the breaks in the weather when the sun peeks through. However, the thought of a month of April showers is dampening (ooooh).
Sometimes I like to remember the realization I had on my first airline trip. Once we rose above the layer of clouds, the sun shone radiantly. There is always a bright spot - even if I can't see it.
What shall I do with the rest of my life?
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