Big Bubbles No Troubles

Written By: Corinne  Conover

 

Looking up at the hill near the church and pond and thinking of my sister Michelle. Wishing she was here. Feeling guilty that I was. And she wasn’t. Petting the dog. Popping gum. And, Wondering what I’d do with my life ….without her.

 

Gus came over. Looked right at me and said “Big Bubbles No Troubles”

 

And I understood.  In his life, and in mine.

 

 

 


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