I am a sucker for signs. And in my book, there is no better sign than a rainbow. It seems to me that years can go by without seeing a rainbow. So, you can imagine how thrilled I am that in the past three months I have seen no less than 4 rainbows, five if you count today's double rainbow. I'll start in the middle of my recent rainbow bonanza. A few days ago I headed down to the sea for a walk and happened upon this breathtaking vista (rainbow #3). The real beauty in this rainbow was the timing. It appeared at a time when I had nothing but time. So I took advantage of that particular luxury we so often lack in today's world and sat my booty down on the beach and just looked. I figured I'd never really just sat and stared at a rainbow until the colors disappeared into the sky. But that day I did.
The rainbows before and after my seaside rainbow were of the more hurried variety, not by choice but merely by circumstance. Today, we were coming back from a morning trip to the countryside in C
ounty Wicklow. Mark's uncle was driving (thankfully) and we were on our way back to town so he could go pick up his grandson Sam from creche (aka daycare). So I hurriedly grabbed my camera and snapped a few photos of the rainbow (#4) from the window of the backseat. I had a bad angle on the double rainbow (#5) so you'll just have to take my word for it.Rainbow number two came back in California on the train between Emeryville and Sacramento. That rainbow came during the calm before the storm of our move. We had taken the train for a weekend visit with my family. The last leisurely visit we would have before the frantic and frenetic packing, loading, and storing of everything we own except a rolling bag and two backpacks.
But I save the first and the best for last, our wedding day in the Dominican Republic. I am a very lucky girl and a very lucky former bride. That rainbow, our rainbow, appeared over our wedding, blessing us and visually confirming what we already knew to be a good thing.
I know, I know, I sound like a sappy, sentimental newlywed. But hey, I told you already, I am a sucker for signs and in my book there is no better sign than a rainbow.
2 comments:
Ann Weems wrote a book of poetry entitled "Reaching For Rainbows." If I ever find my copy I will share the title poem. For now, may rainbows, seen and unseen, grace your everyday. Love, Mom
A snippet of the poem
"I'd Write For You a Rainbow"
by Ann Weems
If I could, I'd write for you a rainbow
And splash it with all the colors of God
And hang it in the window of your being
So that each new God's morning
Your eyes would open first
to Hope and Promise....
and the last portion of the poem
"Reaching for Rainbows:
I keep thinking I'll turn a corner one day
And find a litany of rainbows
Flung across the sky,
Hosannaing back and forth
Through all the ages and
Out into eternity forever Amen!
Every tear wiped away--
It's a promise--
When we become rainbows to each other.
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