Tuesday, May 29, 2012
A sign in the sky
plinked a tune, but it ended too soon to even give the flowers a drink.
I called my brother to wish him a happy birthday, remind him about our cousin, and to tell him about my boss's dad...and then, right before my eyes, a rainbow appeared. An incomplete arc, like a call answered mid-ring from heaven on high. As fast as that rainbow appeared, it was gone. I am thankful for the message.