Life in a bubble

Bubbles stop all of us. We could be in the middle of the best story we’ve ever read. A bubble rolls by and we smile. I bought my nine year old granddaughter a $5 plastic bubble gun. We had to locate two AA batteries, a tiny screw driver and ultimately Zoe’s Mom, who had to figure how to open this object made in China. Ultimately, it worked. Bubbles popped out. We squandered all the bubbles immediately soaking the grass as we poked at them. Zoe’s older sister showed us how to enlarge the bubbles. In doing that, they crashed disappearing sooner. Bubbles teach us about patience, change, beauty, frustration, happiness and life. Smile, a bubble drifted by.

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