The sun kisses my face, sporadically.

Not everyday is going to be a big waterfall.  

It will be creeks. It will be mud. It will be gloomy. You will slip on rocks and break your toe. But you will get up. You will try again. You will march forward. Because the sunny days are worth it. The days where fireflies are abundant. Where stars line the sky like a parade waiting for your wishes.  

Not everyday is beautiful in life,  Or relationships. But those that care enough. Those that love you. That accept all of you.  Those that value you, will stay through all of the seasons. Because that's love. That's love.  It is not weather permitting. It is always. 

Another day of exploring this beautiful world.