Rainbow

If you read my post last night, you know I was feeling pretty sad. My therapists told me that grief comes in waves, and that you have to step into the wave. The waves can be worse at holidays, and worse on the anniversary of a loss.

This is a double whammy! It is almost Christmas, and it’s exactly one year after Cathy’s death.

I posted last night that I was thinking about everything I wished I had done better. After I closed the post, I became sadder and sadder.

I don’t want you to misunderstand me: we had 51 great years together. But I can’t help wishing I had told her every day how much she meant to me.

I don’t pray very often, but I prayed to God and to Cathy for forgiveness. To have the weight lifted off my shoulders.

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We woke up this morning to a rainbow.

The first complete arc I have seen in years. This pano photo captured the whole arc, but it really fails to capture the beauty of the colors. They were intense.

Sorry to be mushy, but I am taking this as a response to last night’s post. It’s a sign of love and forgiveness, isn’t it? And could it be any more clear?