He stood there all night. Alone in the dark. Waiting for his moment in the sun.
And as the low sun cast its reach under the heavy canopy of trees, it touched him. For just a few minutes.
He felt its warmth surround him and for just those few minutes, he felt his short life was indeed worthwhile after all.
Sometimes, when we feel alone and struggling to be seen, it is good to remind ourselves that even a lowly mushroom will eventually get his moment in the sun.
Hang in there and have a wonderful week!
