Rainbows

I stopped to buy some groceries on my way home, and as I walked to my car, I looked up and saw a beautiful rainbow. It was one of those rare sights, an ENTIRE arc of color, stretching as far as I could see, from end to end. My mouth fell open as I gazed up at it, smiling. I saw others pointing at it and didn't even realize tears were sliding down my face as I thought of Raya and all my other beloved pets at the "rainbow bridge" (if you've ever read the poem, you know what I'm referring to). I smiled, knowing that that rainbow, at that moment, represented pure love, and I was meant to see it.

A woman got out of her car and walked into the store without looking up. I pitied her. I wanted to get her attention and point to the sky, but words wouldn't come out. I snapped a quick photo with my phone that I'm sure doesn't even begin to do justice to the spectacle in the sky.