Storms

It's so easy to get caught up on what's negative in life

Something that hurt us in the past or something we're struggling with currently

Or even to look into the future with worry

But that gets us nowhere

If we continue to dwell in that place of resentment or fear

Anger or abject sadness forever

We miss out on the good that comes after

It's a lot like a storm

During the storm it seems like nothing is at peace

Everything that once seemed impossible to move or be shifted is displaced

And even when you are inside

In that pocket of warmth and comfort