I didn't really tell anyone, but I was dreading my first Tuesday drive to tutoring. It was the drive where I always called my Nana. We chatted. She told stories. I told her things about the Crazies to make her laugh. We connected.
Making that drive yesterday really had me nervous. Would I cry the whole way there? Would I call someone else? Would that other person even pick up? She always picked up.
So, I got my dinner at Pan.era and made my way to the car. I turned on this radio program I like b/c of their crude humor and horrific language...figuring it would at least distract me and not remind me of my Nana at all.
As I turned the corner, the sun was in my eyes, so I brought my visor down. All of the sudden, from the corner of my eye, appeared a rainbow. It was small...not one of those "I'm going to reach from coast-to-coast" rainbows, but just a little one.
It was just saying, "well, hello there" as she often did.
It followed me all the way to the library.
It made me smile rather than cry.
When I got to the library, I got out of the car ready to take a picture as we so often are in this technology crazed world of having to capture every minute in an Instag.ram. I looked up and it was gone. She'd appeared long enough to get me to the library and then gone on her way...just as she used to after our chats.