And that is life.
I walked home from church today because I had stayed a couple more hours to hear my fabulous friend speak in her ward an hour after mine. It was a clear/rainy/cold/warm somewhat bi-polarish day as far as the weather is concerned. However, when I walked home, it decided to be sunny, with a lot of wind, but warm nevertheless. I loved it. Sure, it would have been made better without my pointy heels (it's like they have a limited 3-hour block guarantee...3 hours of semi-comfort and that's it. After that, it's all pain and suffrage as my feet start to complain). My purse and big bag were kind of hard to carry, because my fingers kept getting slightly numb and my elbow kept locking, but other than that it was a great walk. I reflected on a lot of things, both little musings and bigger issues. Isn't it interesting how weather affects moods? Is it just me? Because I could be having the worst rainy day and for some reason, if the sun decides to grace me with its presence, all the sudden my rainy mood is washed away (or at least diluted a bit) by the sunshine. However, if I'm already in a good mood, and it starts to rain, that amplifies it as well. I'll start to get all happy about the rain and celebrate by dancing or singing in it. I know that one of my best friends Tricia absolutely loves rainy days, no matter what. Her inner sunshine comes in the form of rain. Which is nice...because in that case, one of us will always be in a happy mood to cheer the other up.