The Raidbow to Heaven

The rain was methodically drumming on the roof. The day had been long and dreary, and the rain only made me feel worse. I was glad it was almost over, and I could finally go home and rest.
All week, I had been running from the doctors to my cousin’s house, to my grandma’s. I was exhausted beyond belief. The medicine the doctor had me on for my mono (which hadn’t officially been diagnosed because the doctor was a dweeb.)* and my allergies was really messing with my mind.
Maybe that’s why when after the funeral, when I saw the rainbow, something didn’t feel right, or it actually felt very right for that matter. I didn’t know exactly how to explain it. My parents could however, but to me, it felt like there was something more, something beyond the rainbow, and the rain.1

We had just left the funeral home, and I was in tears. I hadn’t gotten a chance to say goodbye to Papaw, even though I was able to walk up to the casket afterwards and I lay a model toy car (from the 25 cent machines in JayC) on his chest, because he loved those things. I was alone in the Blazer when it started to downpour.
Mom and Dad had to run to the car, carrying my whiny little sister with them, making sure not to get as wet as possible. When they were able to get around all the cars, and in the truck, the plastic leather seats squeaked with each movement any of them made.
Dad turned around and noticed I had been crying. All he did was hand me a tissue, and started the car. We pulled out into the long line of cars and drove to the graveyard where we would lay Papaw down for eternity.
As we got nearer, though, the rain was slowly letting up. I mean, it didn't completely stop, the sky was still dark and overcast. But the clouds were slowly starting to part and allow the rays shine through, looking like golden sidewalks to the tops of the clouds.
We drove on for a few more miles, when Mom looked out here window and said, "There's a double rainbow outside. Girls, look! Isn't it amazing."
Tasha said, "That's pritty. Take a piture, pweese mommy." Mom, unfortunately, didn't have a camera on her.4
"Mom, do you think that could be a sign?" I asked.
"Of what?"
"Papaw going to Heaven?"
"That just might be so. I hope it is.”
“What did you tell me about what Ellen said” Dad asked my mom.
“About the nurses?”
“Yeah.”
"Ellen told me that Dad gathered all the nurses his last night at the hospital. She said that he told them that he hand' been a very good man throughout his life, and that he wanted the nurses to pray for him. She also said that he accepted Jesus into his heart.”
“So Mom, that is a sign. Papaw did go to Heaven.”
“Maybe so, Danielle. Maybe so. Maybe he's up there joining Mom, and looking down on all us kids. I hope they are happy together again.”