8/9/2011
If you’re lucky, the rainbows come after the rain. Too often people come touch our lives for an instant, and then “poof” they are gone. I’ve often thought about the many miracles that have happened in this period of time. I think about everything I have witnessed. There have been many gaurdian angels that’s for sure. Like the rainbows, I think we must enjoy our time with the people while we have it. They are precious moments.
I felt a sense of nostalgia passing through Fort Leonard Wood and seeing Jannet, Marcie, and Maria, again. It was like reliving the magic in a way. Of course I shared my stories and told them about my future plans. (I kind of have the feeling I’ll be telling these stories for many years to come). But like the rainbows, the time was limited. The ladies had work and I had more miles to go. And, while rainbows might disappear they always come back one day.
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