I believe survival looks good on me.

In darkest moments, it’s easier to find the faintest light.

In the grim day, you’ll appreciate the glimpse of sunlight peeking through the grey clouds.

The storm usually walks into our life without prior notice, surrounded by her entourage, the heavy rains, strong winds, and thunderous lightning.
And those are the perfect moment to capture the beauty of the storm. She is big, captivating, powerful, nothing can stand against her terrifying glory.
Instead of thinking, why this storm must happen in this particular place and time, start to see it as a way for the universe to communicate an important message to you. It is very common for us to stay quietly in our place, not willing to sacrifice the known for the unpredictable darkness of the unknown. The storm made us move, her untimely arrival force us to jump into the unknown regardless of our own fear.
I’ve read some time ago, a person who has died (figuratively speaking, of course, I have no intention in featuring zombie in this note) several times in life, usually have this different and interesting personality. I admire those who survived those storms and took a pride for it; as if they said loudly, I am the chosen one, I experience some things which no one but me can endure. Their survival made them good looking, their appearance somehow improves, the skin looks radiant, they speak eloquently, they walk gracefully, they made decisions mindfully.
In a complicated manner, the strings of bad days, the bitter experiences, the river of tears, unmended broken hearts, a parade of disappointments, all of them shaped us into who we are today. If we are considered ourselves as the chosen few, our survival too shall make us good looking (results may vary but usually still in the range of good and attractive)
I honor these bitter days as I cheerfully accept the sunshiny days. And for you my dearest reader… I hope you do well in all areas of life, and if you were soaking wet under a thunderous storm right now… I send you prayers, so you have the strength to get by, so you are able to see the beauty of this storm, and please remember, no matter how terrifying the storm is … that too shall pass.

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