A few weeks ago it rained in Boston, that heavy pounding cold rain that comes out of nowhere and blankets the city with thick dark grey clouds. Rain that heavy and sudden never seems to last for long and just as suddenly as it came it stopped and this beautiful rainbow stretched from one part of the city to the other. I don’t think I have seen a rainbow as big and as clear as that rainbow from my office window that day.
Today we mourn those lost in that horrific bombing. We’re sad, distraught, and puzzled but we will find our strength in each other. This thick dark heavy cloud will break and we will have a rainbow again.