My daughter loves rainbows, in fact, she used to insist that rainbow was a color and one of her favorite colors.

In January, there were a couple of occasions that she will look outside from the living room and think she saw a rainbow.  I would look with her really closely and did not see it. I encouraged her that someday she will see a real rainbow.

Over the weekend, as family and friends gathered around in preparation to lay David to rest in his final resting place.  Many of us sat around the dining room, this truly is a very unusual place for us to sit since we are normally in the kitchen or the living room.  I had a view of the deck and suddenly, there it was a RAINBOW.  I squealed with joy to everyone that “there is a rainbow”.  It was as if it appeared from nowhere. We all gathered around looking and capturing the memory on our phones, and as quickly as it appeared it faded away. My daughters finally saw their first real rainbow, they were excited as were the adults.

The next day when I was crying in frustration stating that I really want to believe that David was watching over us, my Sister and my dearest friend encouraged me that he lives within us and I will always feel his presence.  They went on to say that they did not think the rainbow was coincidental 🙂

In the car on Sunday, randomly, my older daughter said, “I think my Dad was the one who made that rainbow”. She also affirmed that “that was the first time she saw a real rainbow”. I marveled with a smile also believing the rainbow was a reassuring sign of a God’s promise and immortality of David’s soul.