Rainbow

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After I dropped off my 7 year-old at his Taekwondo class, I had less than an hour to drive, grocery shop, drive, unload groceries, stuff 99% of the groceries into the freezer portion of our refrigerator, and then drive back to pick him up. As I pulled up to the stop sign inside our neighborhood, I caught my breath when out of the window I saw the rainbow.

Seeing a rainbow always makes me want to cry and at the same time, jump up and down.

I thought about getting out of the car to take a picture of it, but I didn’t want to be THAT MOM again. I drove faster than I should have. I wanted Mr. Monk to be able to see the rainbow.

He did.

It felt wonderful to bring him the rainbow.

17 thoughts on “Rainbow

  1. Justine

    The rainbow does funny things to me too. All kinds of emotions – but it also reminds me of the Punky Brewster theme song, “I ran to the end where the rainbows are, there was no any pot of gold..” Or something like that.

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  2. Andrea

    Beautiful! My kids always want to search for the pot-o-gold at the end of the rainbow, ha. And after last St. Patrick’s Day, my daughter was hunting for leprechauns everywhere . . . . Weird stuff that goes with rainbows, huh?

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