Love is like rain

A few nights ago I was talking with a friend who told me that she "did not want to fall in love because she did not want to suffer again", and that for a long time she had been careful not to fall into the clutches of love, because she knew that loving someone could be correlative to suffering for that same person, generating the maximum of opposite poles in the same being, and that made me think of one thing; we cannot run away from love, and although that thought is quite general, I wanted to explain it in a simpler way, and for that I decided to make an analogy with something very nice and simple; the rain.

Love, like any other emotion or feeling is part of life, and no matter how much we want it, we can not run away from them, it's like saying you do not want to get wet with rainwater and for that you take your precautions; you do not leave your home when you notice that the sky is cloudy, you always try to carry your umbrella in your bag, and you use a thousand other techniques to achieve this, but it happens, that even if you do all that you can not stop the rain or eliminate it from your life, and maybe one day, you have such a big commitment that will make you leave your house no matter how cloudy the panorama is, or your umbrella stays in another bag because that day you changed it to match your outfit, and it happens what you had wanted to avoid so much; you get wet with rainwater, and that instant you realize that it is not as bad as you had imagined, that it can be a reminder of the wonders of life, that it reminds you of your childhood when you played under it no matter if you got sick because innocence was your guide, and you feel all that again. And even though now you are an adult and you know the dangers it can have, you allow yourself to live it, and you know that you deserve to be happy, that you deserve moments of joy, and that if you get sick because of the rain, there is nothing better than special care to comfort you. But the important thing is to know that the moments you live are yours, and no one can take them away from you, no one can make less the beautiful thing you lived.

Running away from love is like running away from fear, sadness, displeasure, or anger; no matter how much we try to ignore them or use techniques to not feel them; they exist, they are part of life itself and are things that we must live even if we do not want to, and that's okay, because everything teaches us, everything frees us, everything makes us improve and evolve as human beings. Rain is abundance, it is what waters the fields and allows the most prosperous of harvests, and just as in the earth, our soul and heart are fertile soil to harvest the most precious experiences and learning.