Singing in the Rain

Rain is often the most depressing form of weather to me. It is cloudy, generally the temperature is a few degrees cooler, and the droplets stick to my glasses making it hard to see. I have complained all day about the terrible rain until I was about 3 miles from home. The sun started peeking over the tree tops as it was showing its face for the first time at sunset. I noticed that it was still raining and looked to my right to see the most vibrant colored rainbow seemingly so close to me. It was full and had stunning colors that stood out against the dooming grey clouds behind it. 

Rainbows have a sweet special meaning to me. The day my beloved Grandmother died, my entire family saw a rainbow as we all rushed back to her bedside. We came from all different directions and from varying miles but, we all saw the same rainbow. Once we were all there, she was gone. I always think it is her looking out for me. Even on my wedding day it rained cats and dogs and then magically cleared up 15 minutes before the outdoor ceremony was about to start. I believe that I have solely her to thank for that. 

Here is a picture that my aunt took today of the same rainbow that I saw. My grandmother must have been checking on all of us today!