The sky darkened and the cool breezes regaled<\/p>\n
Trapped outside, she felt the urgency to hurry home but she also reveled in the beauty of nature<\/p>\n
What was a person to do<\/p>\n
Lightning began flashing around her as thunder inched closer<\/p>\n
Still, she stood, camera in hand as the seconds ticked away from her walk in safety<\/p>\n
The rain began to pour<\/p>\n
In every challenge, there is a silver lining<\/p>\n
Whipping on the breeze, the rain smacked her face like a fist on a volleyball<\/p>\n
She picked up the pace, as the lightning zigzagged over her head<\/p>\n
Her heart raced as she struggled through the rain, gushing like a waterfall<\/p>\n
She failed to notice the crack in the sidewalk; her shoe did not<\/p>\n
Falling, as the thunder clapped, she screamed as her camera went flying<\/p>\n
Bruised and battered, she tried to get up, disoriented in the rain and from the blow to her head<\/p>\n
Was the walk or the attempt at pictures worth it<\/p>\n
In every challenge, there is a silver lining<\/p>\n
She did not think of the camera, as she headed home to nurse her wounds and ice her head.<\/p>\n
Did she even remember it? Hard to say.<\/p>\n
The scene could have described her life: lonely, confused, empty and battered<\/p>\n
As she bandages her arm, a knock at the door.<\/p>\n
A sweet young man held her camera. He had just moved in.<\/p>\n
\u201dI saw you fall and took one picture for you.\u201d He said. It was a rainbow of hope for their future.<\/p>\n
In every challenge, there is a silver lining.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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