The reminders of Ashley and Hope, alive in heaven, are everywhere. In the butterflies, that remind us of the moments after Hope's burial when many butterflies took flight, and Brodie corrected us to say they were moths, promptly spouting some knowledge from school. It was a lighter moment, thanks to Brodie. In the pink and purple flowers we see in various places, especially at church. In the tree that was planted at St. Timothy's in memory of the girls. And especially in the rainbows that we see from time to time. Mira is especially enchanted by rainbows. She'll talk about a rainbow for a whole day and usually the next day too after she's witnessed one, and I love that she's had a little glimpse of beauty and promise.
After Hope's funeral (it might have been the next evening), we were all sitting outside on the back deck, enjoying a rare quiet moment. We watched as a rainbow appeared, and then a second, slightly fainter rainbow appeared below it. It was an incredible moment of family togetherness as we knew are girls in heaven are still part of our family. I still think of that moment, and of Ashley and Hope whenever I see a rainbow.
