It was Christmas Eve afternoon and I was in Portland jetting around trying to get things done.
I met up with a friend to exchange pleasantries, we happened to meet up very close to where I had to return an item last month. An item that belonged to my friend that passed away.
I realized this when I was done with my meeting. It had been raining pretty heavy for at least an hour when I started driving away from the area, the feelings associated with my friend's passing washed over me and I started crying. I saw the sun peek out and I just knew there would be a rainbow and a few minutes later I saw it, the rainbow.
I quickly pulled over on a side street and ended up by a field with a view of the whole rainbow.
I stepped out of the car and looked down, I saw a penny in the dirt. I don't know if you heard of pennies from heaven. Pennies are associated (for some) with a sign from a deceased loved one. The penny and the combination of the location and the rainbow made me feel like this was a sign from my friend. It started drizzling, I stood there in the field crying and talking to my friend until the rainbow faded away into the sky. This is a dificult time for me. You do not understand what grief is until you experience it yourself. I am constantly reminded about the situation due to a practical matter pertaining my friend that I am overseeing. That does not make it easier.
In October when my beloved Senna passed away I saw a beautiful rainbow the day it happend, that was a message from Senna. I miss her so much. She was perfect. I do not know how much more my heart and soul can take.
The penny. And a rock that I carry around that belonged to my friend.
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