Saturday, September 17, 2011

BFF 124 - Somewhere Over the Rainbow

There's nothing better than a rainbow...except a double rainbow!
I love the sound of the rain. Whenever I hear it, I think about the cleansing and the nourishment it brings. I also think about something else...rainbows.

In the best of conditions, rain showers produce this spectacular phenomenon. Rainbows are mystical, magical and powerful. And, I have to admit, for most of my adult, married life, I have relied on the power of the rainbow to get me through the tough times. They have been my source of inspiration and good luck for a long, long time.

It's funny. It seemed like every time I saw one, something good would happen shortly thereafter. For awhile there, I saw one practically every day. I even got my husband into the act. He would spot one for me and then point it out so I wouldn't miss seeing it. A warm feeling washed over me at every siting. I knew that things in my life would turn out great. I believed it.

Then one day, the rainbows vanished.

So did my good luck.

Sadly it was right around the time of  "the big storm". I yelled out into the raging winds, "Sure, you're taking everything else away from me. Why not take away the rainbows too!"

I was really being sarcastic because truthfully, at this point, I was beyond p.o.'d with everything. I lost faith in myself and I stopped believing. Unfortunately, "somebody" must have heard me, because the rains continued, and the rainbows, well...they were definitely gone. Gone...for a long...long...while. I honestly didn't think they were ever going to come back.

I was never more depressed in my whole life. Now what?

"Ok. Deep breathe...relax. Hang on, everything is going to get better. I promise." I said this mantra over and over, every day, until I started to believe it.

Then one day, my husband yelled up the stairs to me, "Quick, look outside Susan!"

I ran down the stairs as fast as I could without breaking something, put my shoes on, grabbed my camera and flew out the front door.

There it was. My beautiful rainbow...back from wherever it went. A wave a relief washed over me. I snapped photo after photo (see the one above). I jumped up and down like a school girl. I was so happy! I shouted to the world! Even one of the neighbors came out to see...she must have thought I was crazy! I didn't care. They're back...they're back...THEY'RE BACK! just hit a ton of bricks. Right at that very moment, I had just finally...finally figured it out.

The rainbows came back because I believed in them again. I believed in me...again. I let out a deep breathe and I said a silent "thank you".

I love rainbows. I always will. that rain I hear? I think I'll get my camera ready...

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***I have written this piece for a group on Facebook that I have joined, BFF Blogging For Fun. Interested in on the picture below to take you there.


  1. Just lovely. Rainbows=faith. Perfectly told.

  2. Awesome! I love the way you told your story. So glad your rainbows are back. That bridge is a great thing to be able to see right from your yard! I'd love to see something that special every day too...

  3. Wonderful story of finding your faith and having it verified with the beauty of a rainbow. Well done!!