It Doesn't Have To Be Sunny To Be A Nice Day

I wake up today (as always) thinking of Bree. Although, today is different. It's raining. The rain was Bree's absolute favorite weather. She thought it was completely beautiful, especially after the "evanascent" clouds have removed themselves. Ironically, today is the day of her Celebration of Life. I belong to a Native American tribe. My indian tribe has this philosophy that when someone close to you passes, and it rains, then that person is already in heaven. With this being said, it doesn't have to be sunny to be a nice day.