Rainbow

I could not believe that what rightfully appeared to be an emotional attachment between just two of us, despite us being as different as Autumn and Spring, would have spiralled out of control to involve more people than we would have thought.

The cyclone had raged, heated exchanges made in fits of anger, and innocent parties drawn unwittingly into the roaring wheals.

I guess the triggers could have been the lack of experience when dealing with our loved ones back home, the unpreparedness for some well-meaning filtration of information to them, and most importantly, their unanticipated senses of loss and abandonment, after all those years of undue love and protection for their broods.

Nevertheless, we stood by each other stoically. Our affections grew stronger by the minute, and we learned to see the roses instead of the thorns. We might not be able to reverse the direction of the winds now, but at least we could adjust the sails accordingly to always reach our destination. The clouds may be gloomy right now, but we will try to float on them, rather than wallow in misery.

"May God bless us...
For every storm, a rainbow;
For every tear, a smile;
For every care, a promise; and
A blessing for every trial.
For every problem life sends, a faithful friend to share;
For every sigh, a sweet song; and
An answer for every prayer."

What seemed to us as bitter trials, were often blessings in disguise. Our rainbow will come smiling through, as long as our souls are one and wholesome.