Drip, drop, drip, drop. The rain is starting to come down, but only lightly. I look up at the big gray clouds and pray that they will pass over quickly. I am supposed to be going to a pool party today. It can’t rain, it just can’t! But to my great displeasure, the rain only gets worse. My friend calls saying the party is canceled and I resign myself to a boring afternoon of staying inside, doing nothing.
As I lay on the couch reading, I think to myself, What a nice sound the rain makes on the roof. It’s so comforting and soothing. The day goes on, and I start to feel cozy as I watch the rain pouring down. Rain isn’t really so bad, I realize. If you are optimistic about it, you can see that it actually is quite a good thing. Then, it’s over. I go outside and look up in the sky. There is a rainbow. Slowly, I smile. I had never really thought much about it, but at that moment I began to think of myself as the glass half-full type.
That’s like everything in life, though. Something may seem bad, but really there is something good about it. It may not be obvious at first, but if you search hard enough, you will find it. Sometimes you won’t be able to find it until years later, but eventually you will realize what it is, because I doubt there is a single bad thing that doesn’t have some use. Maybe it teaches you a lesson, like if you get poison ivy you’ll learn to be more careful. Or perhaps it starts out as a bad thing, then turns into something you love. I have loved rain ever since that day. And after the rain has stopped, there is always a rainbow.