Bubbles Always Pop

After a particularly hard day I was talking to a friend via text. I told her that I would like to just go back into my little bubble where nothing bad happened to anybody and everything seemed perfect. her comment to me was:

"Bubbles always pop."

Interesting choice of words. Got me to thinking. She is right. Bubbles do always pop. And so do balloons. If they get too big or too small or too hot or too cold or touched by an object too sharp. They always pop. There is no such thing as a non popping bubble :) Are you following me? or you totally lost?

Point is, there is no such thing as a little bubble to live in. It just isn't possible. We all experience trials that "pop" our bubble or stretch us or force us to learn and grow. It is what we call life. It is how we become better people.

We may not enjoy the popping or the stretching or the trial, but inevitable it will come. We will have to endure trials we don't want to. We will have to endure unpleasant experiences. For without them, how could we appreciate the opposite? The joy, the love, the good. We wouldn't know the bitter from the sweet if sometimes we didn't taste the bitter or the sweet.

The past few days have been filled with tragedy for many families. There are so many people so close to me enduring the most excruciatingly hard trials. And yet, they persevere. They carry on. Because if we fall apart every time life gets hard, well we would always be falling apart. And where is the fun in that?

Too bad the bubbles that pop are sometimes bitter and NOT full of chocolate. Would make the hard ones easier to swallow.