Twenty-Eight Weeks, Five Days. Day 203 in the quest to meet our little miracle George, 79 days to go…
Have you ever just sat back and watched someone make bubbles
?
Bubbles are so uncertain. They grow, they float, they shine all the colours of the rainbow, then when you least expect it… They pop, and then the cycle begins again.
In someways, sometimes i see bubbles as the same as life. Each new day is as uncertain as the last, each new experience being a different size, a different shape, and a multitude of colours, feelings and emotions. Life, like bubbles, leads us to new adventures if we follow them.
Sometimes each day is like a shower of bubbles, bringing us a sense of unexpectedness, and bringing us feelings of joy when we least expected it too, from something so simple…
There is a lesson to be learned from bubbles…
Sometimes in life we all need to deal with the uncertainty of bubbles, and sometimes in life we all need to appreciate the simple pleasures that bubbles can bring.
