Since said brother is coming up for Thanksgiving (for the first time in something like nine years), we spent much of the day cleaning, straightening, etc. After most of the neatening had been completed, Adam and I decided to go for a walk around the Sports Park.
Although it was never truly sunny out, the 70ish degree weather made for a pleasant stroll. At one point, Adam looked up at the sky and noted that depending on which way we looked, the clouds looked vastly different.
And of course because I'm me, a metaphor of sorts came to mind. There are things about this life that are very distinctly black and white, but a lot of how life is lived and enjoyed is rooted in how we see it. And in some cases, how we choose to see it. So choose joy whenever you can.
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