The tiniest glimpse of a rainbow spells hope to me.
Years ago my Mother came across a quote, from I think it was Christy Brown, that just said: And there are rainbows. From that time on, rainbows were no longer about stereotypical pots of gold or ‘all the colours of the rainbow,’ they were about hope at times of adversity.
I remember so vividly getting a postcard from her when I was at Trinity College back in the 1980s. I was going through a stormy patch in life and she was away with Dad on holidays in their beloved Co. Clare.
The postcard had a deep blue sky and a rainbow and on the back in her familiar hand were just four words: And there are rainbows.
Life brings storms but it also brings rainbows. The storms tend to last way longer than the rainbows, but, for me, Mother’s rainbows of hope will last forever.