Yesterday I ran away from home. I drove out to Annie's and spent the afternoon and evening with her. Just needed to get away from the stress of life brought on by - well, let's just leave it at that. I don't need to go into details. I'll just say that I'm trying to support Neal and how he chooses to "help" his children. Sometimes I just need to space myself completely from the whole scenario and that was my choice yesterday.
Annie and I played a few games of Nertz until Jeff finished his shift and then Jeff and Annie along with Andrew and I drove into Tooele and had hamburgers and fries. When we got back we played a game of Shanghi and by that time it was 8:00 and I needed to be back in time to pick up Hayley from the library.
As I left Stansbury, the skies were covered with black clouds, the wind was blowing hard and there was even some claps of thunder. As I neared the airport I noticed the beginning of a rainbow. The sun was setting and the timing was perfect for this incredible and gorgeous phenomenon of nature to occur. As I watched the rainbow became larger and larger and more and more brilliant. I had to pull off the freeway, jump out of my car and take a picture. Dangerous, but so worth it. As I neared home and exited the freeway I notice that we not only had one huge full arching rainbow but there was a double! I must have thanked Heavenly Father over and over for this incredible scene above me. I pulled into the Murray Public Library parking lot and got out and took a couple more pictures. The pictures don't do justice to the intense and bright colors of the rainbow. It was magnificent!!
This particular pictures was from a photographer up by a lake that got the full view of this rainbow.I told Mallory that when I die and if I get to Heaven I want to be in charge of rainbows!
"I like to look at rainbows whenever there is rain,And ponder on the beauty of an earth made clean againI want my life to be as clean as earth right after rainI want to be the best I can and live with God again."
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