Feel the rain on your skin

I've been on this life-love kick lately.
Like I'm on this crazy incredible ride through life and everything is bliss.
Ever since the year after my mom passed away, I've had the firm belief that I can overcome anything. That everything that happens to me is just a chunk of my life, and that it can only get better. When everything was happening with my dad and I wasn't sure how I was going to get to the next day, I'd always tell myself that one day it would all be over and behind me. That one day I'd be successful and happy and have my own family. This was only a bump.
I have become obsessed with just marinating in God's grace and the beauty around me. Things are hardly ever perfect, and I get hurt and hurt others, but in the long run, the world can be so beautiful. We just never stop to experience it. We're too busy stuck in our present worries and resentments and the belief that our feelings for right now will never go away. I will "always be mad at him" or "always love her" or "always be here".
These feelings come and go, and I used to define everything, my happiness, my success, my self, by these emotions. Like my entire life was in ruins because of something someone said or thought of me. These things are so temporary. And the truth is, so is this beautiful day and world and the people who matter the most to us. Beauty is temporary. Thank God for every day you have the privilege to experience it.