Over the last couple weeks V has been telling me quite regularly that she wants to see a rainbow. I keep telling her that I'll let her know if we see any. So tonight when I walked outside and saw one off in the distance, I came in and hollered for her to come outside because there was a rainbow.
She came careening around the corner, "MY VERY OWN RAINBOW!?!?!?!"
And she went outside and bounced up and down while she admired her "very own rainbow."
You know what's interesting about this one is that it's really just like all the rest of the rainbows that appear in our lives at just the right time. I love that promise when I seem to be losing my center.
It's going to be okay. No matter what happens.
I love these kids. All four of them. And there are lots of other people who do, too.