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(Written Wednesday night)

Today was a long day.
Looooong day...
driving home
stopped at a light
and look at what was 
peeking from behind the trees...
Eyes widened, 
Breath sped up...
A rainbow, I gasped
Is it really a rainbow?
YES! 
A rainbow...
Felt like it was sent 
directly from 
heaven...
...for
someone special...

Messages of love
from heaven...

Miracles!

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  1. JaanaMarch 13, 2014 at 6:10 AM

    I think it was for you! It takes a special person to notice the unexpected things and then to stop and marvel them. Next time I see a rainbow, I will think of it as "message of love from heaven."

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  2. RichardMarch 13, 2014 at 6:26 AM

    These are the moments when you realize that you have to forget what happened at school during the day and go home and enjoy yourself and your family and your house. I'm glad you got the reminder! Most days, we don't get reminders like this!

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  3. Margaret SimonMarch 13, 2014 at 6:39 AM

    Whenever I see a rainbow, I stop and take a picture and text it to my friend who lost her husband. We don't see each other much and this is a way I can tell her I am thinking of her. Rainbows are always gifts from God in my book.

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  4. Leigh Anne EckMarch 13, 2014 at 12:01 PM

    There is just something about rainbows that make me stop and smile. They make the day seem brighter. I think this was the same for you - a message of love from heaven. Maybe it was sent by your grandpa. Maybe he knew you were having a bad day and wanted to send you smiles and love!

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  5. AnonymousMarch 13, 2014 at 6:29 PM

    I'm with you! And doubles, wow are they amazing.

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  6. TaraMarch 13, 2014 at 8:26 PM

    Wow...and thanks for sharing this with us, Michelle!

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  7. drferreriblogspot.comMarch 13, 2014 at 10:00 PM

    I saw one tonight, and I too knew it was sent from above...a message....hope after every storm.

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  8. CatherineMarch 13, 2014 at 11:06 PM

    Thank you for sharing these beautiful pictures, Michelle!

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  9. AnonymousMarch 13, 2014 at 11:50 PM

    Thank you for sharing your rainbow! I've been looking at snow piles way too long!

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