I woke up yesterday morning to the sound of rain on the roof of the cottage. When you’re only up north on weekends, of course you hope for every day to be sunny with blue skies. But my former camp director had a great expression for rainy, grey days. She would look up at the sky and say “Well, it’s a silver day in the Bay!”
A nice example of some positive reframing.
MSkillz
Thaddeus
