IT MUST BE THE RAIN:
I woke up this morning and the rain was coming down and for a good moment I enjoyed that sound, but then that moment took a huge turn around instead of me enjoying the rain, it dampened my spirit, something that has not happen in a while, I let one situation turn into another and my tears became like the rain. So moments later I got myself together and I saw this little girl on face book who has some kind of muscle disorder and she took great pride in just being able to get herself in/out the bed. This had me wondering if this little girl can be this determined why am I sitting here having a pity party. So, I dried those eyes and put the thought of this girl appreciating the small steps she took to be independent. What is my problem? When I am fully capable of caring for myself. It must be the rain. Love yall
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