When it rains, it pours. Life out of control, yet a tempered inner peace reigns among the quiet suffering. A warm and sentimental feeling, like the rain, soothing in its support, its presence, its understanding and sympathy, somehow releasing the pain and sorrow, when courage and hope return to affirm that in sadness and in failure, all is not lost in vain. It is but the onset of another chance to live a new beginning. The Flow of our lives.