Rainbows were a special part of Laine’s life.  For the last year or two, Laine drew rainbows by the hundreds.  She would sometimes leave notes with rainbows for me when I traveled for work.  And inexplicably and strangely, for the entire week after Laine died, we had rainbows fill our skies every day.  And to top it all off, there was a beautiful and bold double rainbow over St Bede’s church immediately following Laine’s memorial service.  Laine was painting the sky with rainbows.