I was a red umbrella in a prevous life

     I often feel like a red umbrella.  I am not sure why, but, it always seems as if I am caught in a rain storm and the only person that will cover me is me.
      The other day I saw a picture that looked just like I often feel. There was a beautiful red umbrella in a sea of black ones.
       I loved the picture so much I made it the focal point of my blogger header. Who knows maybe in a previous life I was an umbrella.

Abigail,