Blowing Bubbles

As I sat with my two-year-old Granddaughter outside, she wanted to play with bubbles. As I opened the bottle, I could see the gleam in her eye and the anticipation of what was to come.

As I started blowing the bubbles, she laughed and giggled, all while running after them to pop whatever she could. Shortly after that she turned to me and said, “I can do it”.

I gave her the bottle, she pulled out the stick and tried to blow on it. Tiny bubbles started to form and out they came. One by one, and two by two, off they went flying away.

To watch this child be some happy made me wonder, as adults when did we stop blowing bubbles?

The simple act of blowing a simple bubble even gave me a small bit of joy. When I asked her why she liked the bubbles so much, she replied “They’re fun”. That’s it| A simple answer.

Maybe as we grow into adults, we forget about the simple things in life that make us happy?

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Alicia Osmera

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