A long (very, very) long time ago I was out in a canoe with two teenage friends. It was all terribly Huckleberry Finn.

And it was the first, and last time in my life, I would find myself in a canoe.

The day was beautiful and sunny. Canoe-weather, if you will. Perfect for a lazy drift down a river.

It was totally like the above.(Except more brown and Arizona-y).

Then IT hit.

A monsoon/haboob/storm came out of nowhere, as they are want to do in Arizona, and poured “weather” all over us. We were three teenage girls suddenly in a teenage girl horror film, worried strictly about our do’s, as lightening lit up the sky and thunder clapped all around us.

We ran to the car, soaked to the bone and freezing cold.

And we did the only thing one can do…laugh.
Rather, two of us laughed.

The more we laughed, the more crazy/deeply hysterical our third friend became. She cursed, she yelled, her head spun 360.

While we ran behind her, stiffling our giggles as went.

And so it was that I was reminded of that moment when I came across this picture today:

And, more so, the importance of being resilient.

Giving life a happy shrug.

This week, that is my focus.

“Life doesn’t get easier or more forgiving, we just get stronger and more resilient.” ― Steve Maraboli

Enjoy your week!