Maru and I spent the weekend in Brecon Beacons National Park in Wales; tucked away in a petite cabin with dear friends.
Rain arrived on Friday evening, and its drizzle persisted for the entirety of our 2 days in the park.
As I sat on the porch this morning, reflecting on the weekend before the others woke, I realised no one in our group had complained about the weather. Not once.
We still hiked the valleys and swam the streams, but when the rain forced us indoors we passed the time in laughter and storytelling.
There’s a lesson here extending beyond the Welsh backcountry.
When situations are out of our control and things don’t go to plan, traveling companions who see the positive in the world make the journey easier and the burden lighter.