Droplets splattered on the window, residue of yesterday's rain lit up in the sunlight of the morning, appear like tears on the glass. With the beauty of the new day increasing they start to shine like decorative sprinkles on the scene behind.  I'm reminded how the joyful times we experience form new perspectives on the rainy days of our lives.  Memories of those times create a screen through which we see the light.  Maybe that's the point of them.  

What challenge or sadness in your life has enriched your perspective?