Elise and I flew to Nevada early this month to attend the funeral of my dear Grandma Young, who passed away after 89 wonderful years of life. It was truly a celebration of her life and love, and a reminder of
During our stay, a rainbow arched perfectly above my parents' home, and I thought of Grandma, and this little poem by Sarah Josepha Hale:
O beautiful rainbow;--all woven of light!
There's not in thy tissue one shadow of night;
Heaven surely is open when thou dost appear.
And, bending thee above, the angels draw near,
and sing,--"The rainbow! The rainbow! The smile of God is here."

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