I spent many hours at my Dad's bedside during the final week. On the final day it had been a bright morning but as i left the Hospice after his passing a few showers started. Looking up at the sky i was surprised to see a rainbow. I lost sight of it for a bit on the drive back to Dad's place right until the final turn less than 100 yards from his house. There it was again colours strong and vivid. Almost certainly a fluke, just coincidence but for me a sign that he had reached a better place and was free of the big C (cancer).