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Created on: July 03, 2008 Last Updated: July 06, 2008
My youngest daughter was in love with rainbows from a very tender age and all her early scribbles and artworks contained them. She chose to wear clothes that reflected these rainbows and so to our family we came to associate her with rainbows and rainbows with her. Wherever we went a rainbow meant great excitement as we all gazed at it in awe, seeing it through our little girls eyes. I myself had always loved rainbows but now there was a special magic in them as whenever one appeared I got to see it's beauty but I also got to see the special wonderment on my child's face, and to experience the sheer magic of it all through her sparkling eyes. As she grew from baby to toddler to preschooler she came to associate the rainbow with all things magical and in true little girl style she associated them with fairies, unicorns and all things that were beautiful to her tiny mind. Without realizing it so too, thanks to her, did we.
Around her second year of school it came time for my husband to retire from the forces and to take up a new job in civilian life. We moved back to the town where we were married and began the long process of searching for the place we wanted to live. One day, having travelled extensively around the areas we already knew, we headed out of town, essentially to the end of the railway line, and towards the sea. When we arrived I knew, beyond all doubt that this is where we needed to live. I could not explain it, it was a force pulling at me so strongly that I felt there was nowhere else I needed to go as I had 'come home'. Of course this seemed silly as I'd never lived there before in my life. My husband did not particularly want to live so far out of the city and have to travel to work each day. However once we figured out that his journey by train was actually only five minutes longer than from the area he had been considering previously he somewhat ungraciously relented. So began several weekends of househunting in the new area.
The first weekend we saw two rainbows, not doubles but two beautiful magnificent deeply colored rainbows. My two daughters were very excited to see them. The following weekend there were quite a few showers and the rainbows were amazing, they seemed to stretch right across from one side of the area we had chosen to live in to the very boundary of the other. We were entranced. The next few weekends of house hunting were exhausting but we almost always seemed to be there just when a rainbow would appear and by the time we
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