I’ve always loved rainbows. I mean, who could resist all these beautiful colors? Although they are just drops of light and water, they still seem a little magical and mystical. And they are a very appropriate symbol of hope that creates beauty after a storm. I would like to think that they are a silent reminder that, after a tragedy, joy is still possible.
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After some personal ups and downs recently, I thought about the nature of grief. I will not bore you all with philosophical ramblings. Suffice it to say that I kept returning to the mental image of a rainbow. And I felt like I was going to make a crochet rainbow. A huge rainbow.

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