We look for shelter in a storm, but sometimes, we can't find it. 

Sometimes, we're at the mercy of the winds. We have nothing left but to accept it. 

When we face the storm, no matter how scary, no matter how much power it has over us, when we face it, we find we are the shelter. We'll survive. 

We find ourselves coming out the other side stronger for it.

 We might even find ourselves happy