I feel pretty lucky to have known Blue Balloon. His life may have short, but he really knew how to live life. He didn't let anyone hold him down and he always took to the skies. Blue Balloon was fearless. That's what I really admired about him. Even when Pops said not to let him go up so high because that popcorn ceiling is very sharp, Blue Balloon continued to go up, up, up. Again, Blue Balloon was fearless. There were no bounds for him.
It was hard to see him in a deflated state. The words "Trader Joe's" were hardly visible. The white string was limp. His bright blue color had darkened. Worst of all, he was torn in half. Honestly, I still don't understand why he couldn't be fixed after hitting the popcorn ceiling. We were right there and I think we could have saved Blue Balloon.
I remember hearing that loud pop. Inside I knew it was Blue Balloon because he rushed to the ceiling so fast, but I hoped it was something else like someone crushing popcorn packaging. Alas, Blue Balloon fell into my arms. It was never the same after that.
Mom said it was good Blue Balloon lived the way he did because he had a very fragile life. So to that, I thank Blue Balloon for showing how to live so carefree and to live out every emotion that runs through me. I hope to be as fearless as Blue Balloon.
Do one thing everyday that scares you.
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Let me give you the background story here. On Saturday, Leo and I went to Trader Joe's. He saw the balloons at the register and had to have one. You should have seen the smile on Leo's face. He was soooooo excited to be holding onto his balloon. Well, his balloon barely lasted half the day. Leo let go of his string and POP! No more balloon. It was the saddest thing because he instantly burst into tears. He kept on asking for me or Dada to fix it. I had a really hard time explaining why his balloon is gone. He is such the little optimist because he really felt in his little heart that the balloon could be fixed. I still tear up just thinking about it. Well, I ended up taking Leo to Target and we bought a big pack of balloons. I blew some up for him, which made him very happy. So the little guy is ok but it was a very sad moment in parenting history.
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