I was driving to our Tango lesson this morning. It was sunny with clear skies around our home but 10 minutes into our drive, there were thick gray clouds for miles... as far as I could see. But then the highway curved to the right slightly, and I could see blue skies at the end of the clouds. Honestly, I was a bit surprised to see the blue skies because I had already expected that the rest of the drive would be under gray clouds. In that moment of seeing the blue skies, I realized that this was such a great metaphor for life... that sometimes our current experience can seem bleak and never ending. And that, in a moment, when we least expect it, we can see the 'light at the end of the tunnel' and have a different experience.