EVERY TIME IT RAINS, IT STOPS RAINING. EVERY TIME YOU HURT, YOU HEAL. AFTER DARKNESS, THERE IS ALWAYS LIGHT. WE ARE REMINDED OF THIS EVERY MORNING WHEN THE SUN RISES. WHAT YOU'RE GOING THROUGH RIGHT NOW WON'T LAST FOREVER. DON'T GIVE UP NOW.
the-macra little girls who go around after it rains and pick up the worms off the sidewalk and throw them back in the dirt are the cornerstone of our society and we should all strive to have that level of compassion for each other and for the natural world this was written by a grateful worm Aren't we all grateful worms in one way or ndiecity annthar