The sky on the ride home contained little glimpses of a rainbow, just small bits of it here and there, darting behind the clouds, sections of it visible at a time, reminding me that even amidst the storm, there are always moments of peace and beauty amongst those times of heartache. We have to look closely or we may miss them, but they are present. I didn’t get a snap of those tiny bits of rainbow, but the sky itself outside of the rainbow was rather fantastic.
There were terrible storms this afternoon, as there have been most of the summer, with the rain coming down in heavy sheets and lightning streaking across the sky. These are the kinds of storms that cause my poor sweet Cobbie dog to turn into a quivering mess. The storms that rolled across the Coast this afternoon seemed to echo the storms that roil within. In the midst of all the fun this weekend, I couldn’t shake the feeling of hard times ahead, storms to be weathered.
Those storms are here, and there’s not much to be done but weather them. I’ve got my rain gear, and I’m ready to face what may come. Because I’m sure that while things will be frightening at times and the fury may be close, there will be rainbows and beauty as rewards for making it through.
*I’m participating in Christina Rosalie’s Just One Paragraph project. The problem is that I have a really hard time limiting myself to one paragraph, which I think is OK because the point is to write. Check out some of the other folks who are participating. I’m using my Weekend Unwind post as Post 1/30. Today is 2.