The sky cracked open and it began to rain. Hard.
But the sun was shining.
Noses and hands pressed against the windowpanes, they looked dejectedly at the rain, as if it were an intruder that had wedged a gap between them a dear friend.
“Oh, man!” said the loud one.
“Bummer,” said the quiet one.
“It’s like a deluge,” said the wordy one.
“We were just about to go outside!” said the active one.
“So what’s stopping you?” said the mother one.
Pause. Heads tilted. Glances exchanged among them.
“You mean…we can go out and play in the rain?” the tall one asked. They waited expectantly.
A heartbeat later, they burst out into the rain. They splashed. They screamed. They laughed. They proclaimed it to be the new best day ever.
This is what it’s all about, isn’t it?
Adapt. Overcome. Live. Play. Take chances.
Hide from the storms, and you might miss the rainbows.