I’ve had a strong connection to rainbows since my Dad passed in June 2019. Mom and I were at Dad’s side as he took his last breath. I believe that he heard Mom and I tell him how much we loved him. It was a powerful, emotional moment that I feel blessed to have witnessed. When we left to go home, as we stepped out the door a cloudburst sprinkled rain on us while the rest of the sky was blue. I told Mom that we would see a rainbow soon and that when we did, it would be Dad giving us a wink and letting us know he was fine.
Two days later the family gathered at Mom’s house. John had gone outside for something and came rushing back in to say that we all needed to go outside. As we went out onto the porch, what did we see before us? A giant rainbow stretching from one end of the sky to the other! My mother and I looked at the rainbow and then at each other in amazement. Tears flowed. We tried to explain to the others, but this was something that we couldn’t really explain. It was such a strong feeling or love and connection to Dad. Simply amazing. And in the months that followed, every time I thought about Dad and asked him for a sign, a rainbow would appear not long after.
I took the rainbow picture on my web page on Father’s Day, when I saw not one, not two, not three, but FOUR separate rainbows! Coincidence? Maybe. But maybe not. And, if it makes me feel better thinking that Dad is sending me a message of love and connection, what’s wrong with that? Not a thing.
Thanks, Dad. Keep sending me rainbows, please! xoxo