The woman I sat next to on my trip to Chicago said something to me that I think I’ll always remember. We had just gone through a cloud bank as the plane descended and as we broke through the clouds the view just exploded with splendor of clouds and the sun. It had been raining on the ground below us.
She said, “there’s always sunshine above the clouds.” That is so true! Life sucks sometimes and literally rains on us. We have to go through the worst of things and even get through the source of the pain before we can get to the bright spots. This picture was taken later on my trip between Chicago and Atlanta.
