I always take a birthday trip to Florida to see my sister and we usually do fun, special, usually adventurous things.
But this year was different because while I was there, I got bronchitis so we just did low-key stuff, which was fine by me. I was just glad to spend time with my sister. But during dinner I noticed a couple of days before I was to head back home, she seemed upset, which was rare for her and I knew something was up.
After we left my mom's house, my sister told my mom, "I want to show Terri the beach before she leaves." I asked her what was wrong. She told me nothing, but as we walked toward the beach, she told me some things. One of the things she was upset about was about my birthday this year.
"We didn't do anything special," she cried. I hugged her tight and said, "You don't have to be perfect, Sally. You're the best sister anyone could have. I'm always proud of you. We did a lot of things. It's not your fault. I got sick." She cried.
"Look!" she suddenly shouted. Right before the storm was supposed to hit, we saw a rainbow above the clouds over the beach. We hugged again and talked. The rainbow had now stretched all the way across the beach.
If we had gone to see the comedy that we'd planned, we would have missed out on that moment. As much as I love comedy, I'm glad we were there. Nature often shows perfection at the best moments when we need it most.