April showers bring May flowers.

I always found this such a curious saying. “April showers bring May flowers.” I mean it was cute and rhymes. As a child I fancied it. As an adult I feel it. I ponder it a lot.

Always joking that my birthday was cursed. Most of you know I’m born in April. For as long as I can remember most of my birthdays something has always gone wrong. The weather was always either stormy or cold. Funny now. I remember I believe it was my seventh birthday we got rained out at the park. April showers bring May flowers. Right?

As a teenager and an adult I grew to love the weather, I thought it funny how predictable. Even trying to plan to walk in the rain one year. Though the types of storm shifted – emotional storms took hold. Those were less predictable yet still all too reliable. Something would always happen on or around my birthday. April showers bring May flowers – it takes on a new meaning.

Now, sitting here today writing this. I feel different. I know I know. I sound insane. Though the curse still reigns. A joke. But it’s not a curse it’s a bioluminescent path. A hidden doorway, if you will? April showers bring May flowers. When you see it, you can never unsee it. A true grain of hope, if you look a little deeper haha.