What if?

When the clouds lift, the sun shines with the blue sky.

"What if it will be sunny one day?" she asked herself.  It had been a year of overcast skies.  Day and night, unable to see the moon and the stars, she hoped one day the clouds would clear and she could reconnect with the elements that she loved so dearly.

She knew the sun was behind it all.  She knew that some day that sun would have to shine again, but she became so preoccupied by the idea that she forgot to live today.  She forgot to get out of bed, put her shoes on and go outside.  She forgot to eat and to comb her hair.  She forgot about her family and friends, because surely they were stuck in the clouds as well.

Instead she clung to her teddy and dreamed all day.  She dreamed about the sun casting its rays on the Earth, about the happiness she felt when the sun was there, feeling its warmth and a joy she only felt in her sleep.

The phone would ring, people would call upon her, but she wouldn't move an inch.

All she had was her faith, that spiked her dreams with feelings she was no longer able to feel, or so she thought.

Once the clouds broke and the sun came up, she slept through it all and missed the rainbow the morning presented.  Her curtains were drawn, it was dark in her room, as usual.

The sun is always there, behind it all.  All day in fact.  Have faith, because ultimately it must present itself to you, but be looking for it when it arrives.

Living in what ifs means you miss out on the what is.  It can't rain all the time.

Gnarls Barkley,

Katie