Flies Can't Swim But They Sure Can Float

When my teenage son was a young boy he often spent his time outside with nature. He found excitement in discovering new creatures and snatching up creepy crawlies to show me. Garret often burst through the door with some squiggly insect frantically wiggling in hopes of breaking free from the grip of a five-year-old boy. I would agree to keep it in a jar for a few days before insisting on setting it free.
These bugs were very resilient as they found a way to survive the grasp of a child and days in a jar without proper food or water before being released. Garret had not experienced death yet and at the time I wasn't sure how he would react when it did happen.

One hot summer day I made lunch for Garret and his little brother. After eating their sandwiches and macaroni and finishing most of their juice, it was time to for little brother to lay down for a nap while Garret went outside to play. After thirty minutes or so of playing outdoors, he returned from the front yard looking for his juice. A few moments later he found me with his cup in hand.
Holding his cup up, he asked me to look inside. I leaned over and peered into the cup. There was a single fly in the center of the juice.
"Look," he said to me. I looked and nodded my head as I started to tell him to pour it out.
"It's a fly," he replied to my nod.
I nodded again in agreement as I watched the fly slosh around in his cup and wondered if he had drank from the cup before discovering it. As Garret stretched his arms to get the cup closer to me, I watched as the soggy fly flipped over showing its underbelly and limp little fly legs.
Before I could respond Garret held his cup as high as he could.
"Flies can't swim but they sure can float!"

Over ten years later I still remember the sound in his voice as he excitedly revealed his newest discovery.
Anytime I've faced a difficult time since then those words come back to me and I lay back and begin to float. Life hasn't killed me yet so when I don't have the strength to swim anymore, I roll over and float until my strength returns...or until someone pours me down the drain!