Somewhere Under the Rainbow

I thought my body was stronger than it was, literally. I went to stand on the bench, putting one foot up, then hoisting myself to lift the other foot up ... and failing, flailing, to the sodden concrete ground, on my back, so hard my implant fell off my head into the snow. I'm totally fine - physically. I really thought I could do this simple maneuver, and yet as I laid on the ground, I only thought to myself, why did I think I could do that? And it makes me wonder, why did I think I could go to Nova Scotia? I don't know. And how was I going to do it? By the skin of my teeth?

Later, I drove under a rainbow. I saw the most glorious sunset. The sun smiled on West Union, Minnesota. The sunset was behind me but it made everything glow rose. Like rose-colored-glasses on all the land and all the little dotted lakes, frozen over. And that is when the rainbow appeared under a storm cloud, and at 80mph, for 3 hours straight on I-94, it was a quiet reminder that sometimes, when you’re questioning everything, the universe shows up with beauty so undeniable, it feels like a whisper saying, Keep going.

PS This is where I fell. As for the rest of the drive, I couldn't take a picture of the beauty of the sunset safely.

North Dakota's "Scenic Pullover". . . okay . . .