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I'm trying not to make this too long. Yesterday was my youngest sister, Hope's birthday. She's my beautiful Aspie girl (Asperger Syndrome), fully functioning adult, though she lives with our parents, it's totally her choice because she can make it on her own just fine. She was very, very, very specific :) as to the kind of cake to bake for her day and I looked forward to the challenge. Well, before I could get started in the morning, another sister called and said come quick, we're rushing mom to the hospital. I can't express the overwhelming fear of losing my mother whose first words to me I clearly remember was, "Now, I have a sister," and has always treated me as her best friend.
Mr. Blue and I dropped everything and headed on down to the city of San Diego. Long story short, my mom's been having mild seizures for the past 2weeks and doctors can't determine the cause. Well, we get there and during her examination, I noticed she was being a little shifty. Stroke or no stroke, I Know Her and was determined to discover what she was hiding.
Well, she was released from the E.R. with follow ups during the week. And now it was anxiety time to buy a a perfect cake, otherwise Hope would not touch it. I found it at the 4th bakery where my 11year old niece was checking out giant cupcakes, like Obama looks at pie. Of course, I had to buy it and ordered 3 more for good measure. We get back, Hope is surprised that we still celebrated her day and delighted with the cake! Had a private talk with my mom and she confessed that she'd been taking tons of vitamins, along with blood pressure medicines and other supplements. Sheesh!
Here's the good part. It's been raining buckets in SoCal and we got caught in a deluge on the freeway on our way home. As the storm abated, I noticed the most incredible rainbow on my right. I mean you could see the pure sheaths of color, no blending, each color clearly separated like plastic slides. Then to top it off there was Another One not so defined behind or next to it. I could see both where they landed in a distant sparkling emerald valley.
So here we are driving in the rain, snow-capped mountains ahead, rainbows in front of us, a shiny soft white sun behind us, storm clouds with a silver lining on the left, surrounded by lush green carpeted foothills. There are no words. And so Mr. Blue and I decided to follow those rainbows as far as we could. They took us straight to the winding road of the Pala Indian Reservation, here we unbelievably seemed to pass through the clear arcs of the rainbows, with the landing of the most striking one in a pasture of cows munching grass.
Mr. Blue and I drove into the Pala Casino parking structure to take in the sight. And he remembered the giant cupcakes still in the car. So on the open top level of the parking lot, smeared with frosting, silently enjoying the view, Mr. Blue says, "Sure beats being abducted by aliens." We laughed so hard, understanding this experience, to us, is indeed other worldly.
I asked my guides before sleeping to help me understand the day, other than its pure beauty and scary moments. I woke up with the words contrast and change. My sisters birth and unthinkable thoughts of my mother's death, being a mother for my mother, sun, storms, rainbows, hating not baking but finding a perfect cake. Those thoughts and more running through my mind, and though I fall into the flow during life's gentle rides, at the top of of my thoughts is I always pray for smooth transitions into and during the jarring changes that life brings. Blessed Be.
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