Driving to a friend's house yesterday evening the sky was lit up with the most brilliantly glowing double rainbow. It stretched all the way across the sky, visible in its entirety. I pulled over to gawk at it. To take its picture. To revel in the glory of the Original Artist. To simply wonder.
I am an asker of the question why?, a trait that stems from wanting to understand; People, events, phenomenon. Y'all know by now that I am a believer that everything happens for a reason. While I'll never expect to have my question answered often, the time I spend in raw reflection leads me to a truer version of myself.
I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something inordinately special about that double rainbow, beyond its visible beauty. I drove to my friend's house, snatched open the door, and made her and the kids come outside to see it.
We oooh'ed and aaah'ed and then went on about our business.
A short while later as I was just about to get back to some torch work, I received the phone call that my uncle had lost his battle with Cancer. My heart broke for my cousins. Having lost their mother in 2001 they became orphans last night...and having that happen, at any age, is beyond my comprehension.
I have a large southern family. I grew up with traditions, with all of us coming together to celebrate whatever needed celebrating. I grew up in a house of love so strong that as I type this I'm crying...not because I am sad but because I feel so overwhelmingly blessed that my heart is overflowing.
I could not ask for any better people to call family. Better doesn't exist.
Yesterday we lost one of us to Heaven, and God sent a rainbow to carry him home.
That, my friends, is love.
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