When I was a kid, my mother told me that I was a little piece of blue sky that came into this world because she and Dad loved me so much.

We are used of the clear blue sky and seldom think about the reason of it.

There are different theories about why they call them Blue Sky Laws.

But the sky changed from a rain of hate to a blue sky of hope.

The cultures of other countries will leave you mesmerized with how congruent or vastly different we all are, even though we live under the same blue sky.