Somewhere over the rainbow way up high,
There’s a land that I heard of once in a lullaby,
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.
It was an hour and a half before my flying lesson. I’m at work, look out, and the rain is just pouring down. My heart sank. UNTIL I get a text from my instructor saying we could fly after the storm passes. He was my rainbow during a rain storm and a reprieve from tears for my nephew.
Life is like chasing rainbows sometimes. They never stay, I’ve been told.
Look closely at this first picture. Do you see the rainbow?
Always look for rainbows.
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May 31, 2018: Rainbows, Clouds, and Wishful Thinking