I always see rainbows at times that I really need cheering up. My primary example - the day of my grandmother's funeral, while we were standing at her graveside after the funeral - it had been raining all day, but finally cleared up and the sun started to come out, and we all looked up and saw a rainbow. Maybe it was her, maybe it was coincidence; who cares because we all decided it was her telling us she was there and fine and happy.
I saw one this morning on my way to work. I was looking up through the sunroof and saw it right above me. There were bad storms last night, and all those Boy Scouts were at that camp in Iowa - I decided that the rainbow might be those four that were killed in the tornado.
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