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Rain Must Fall

Rain Must Fall

“Into each life some rain must fall…” ~ H.W. Longfellow

“Damn it, Bones, you’re a doctor. You know that pain and guilt can’t be taken away with a wave of a magic wand. They’re the things we carry with us, the things that make us who we are. If we lose them, we lose ourselves. I don’t want my pain taken away! I need my pain!” ~ Captain James T. Kirk

So I like happiness quite a bit. It’s, you know, very happy. But I think Longfellow was on to something when he said that “into each life some rain must fall.” When reading that line from The Rainy Day, it’s tempting to put emphasis on the word “some”–into each life SOME rain must fall. When I read that line though, I put the emphasis on the word “must.” Into each life some rain MUST fall.

Even though Star Trek V: The Final Frontier was the worst Star Trek movie in the history of Star Trek movies it had one redeeming quality, just one: Kirk’s quote. He…hit…the NAIL on the…HEAD Bones. Pain is valuable. We need pain. For one thing it motivates; we generally try to avoid remaking mistakes when we’ve felt pain the first time around. It strengthens character; the bruises, the scars, the memories, the heartache all work to define us and if you’re intent on commanding an NX class starship they’re entirely necessary. It makes the good things feel even better; if you’ve ever held a tiny, fragile life in your arms and wondered agonizingly if you would ever hold him again,  I can assure you the hug you get on a rainy day eight years later will be that much sweeter.

I love the rain.

The Rainy Day

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

~H. W. Longfellow

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