Even a simple drive on the seaside road with music blasting on the radio was calming. Her lips curved into a smile as tiny raindrops splattered on the windshield. It was exactly the kind of view she craved for, probably because recently her life had seemed more like a race than a calm journey. Something inside of her thrived to gather all kinds of beauty along her way, so she nurtured this sensation. It grew and empowered her soul when horrid news was just around the corner. She dared to admit how many things inspired her and dared to mention them aloud. Until she was finally convinced that her tribulations were a gift to thrive and knock some walls down.