I flew to Israel for my dads 25th anniversary since his death. It is still hard for me to grasp how it has been 25 years. While it feels like a lifetime ago, it also feels like yesterday. I can instantly transport myself to that fateful day, Feb 10, 1986 when he disappeared. And I can still feel the combination of sadness and joy when his body was found 19 years later. It has been almost 6 years since we buried him and it is a blessing for us that we have a grave to go to. I am certain my father is also feeling at peace now. I’d like to think that rainbow in the picture is his way of showing me that.