Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Sweet Bubble Memories and Advice from Mom!

The training of children is a profession,
where we must know how to lose time in order to gain it.
                                  Jean Jacques Rousseau


Glenda the good witch of the North floated into Oz inside a beautiful gigantic bubble, I was instantly hooked. From that time on I have always loved the way the sight of a bubble has transported me back to that time of innocence and freedom. There is this huge bubble of happiness lying below the surface of my heart waiting to escape into laughter and sweet memories, one sight of a bubble floating in the sky is all it takes to release this feeling.

The Lawrence Welk Show had a bubble machine that pumped out bubbles and made this little girl continue to smile as she sat between her Grandma and her Great Grandma on an old couch in a living room in the city, watching the bubbles, the dancing and listening to music I grew to love. This is a sweet bubble memory that sticks with me to this day.

A backyard full of kids from the neighbourhood mixed with our huge family, everyone with homemade loops made from all different kinds of things like wire or plastic loops or even string. Dish soap in a cup mixed with water was all you needed. The yard would be full of bubbles where every kid and one smiling Mother who never grew up ran, laughed and played amongst them, trying to catch and pop. Sweet memories that continue to take me away from this sometimes overwhelming life of chaos, constant activity and obligations; which would be the life of an adult we all eventually reach.
Last week I relived this bubbling activity of joy with that same Mother who never grew up.


Pearly, who I must mention never, grew up either, loves bubbles too and I do believe it is because of our lingering memories from that backyard long ago. I think it is  genetic, you know the never growing up thing, because when I look at anyone in my family it seems to be a big part of who we all are, some have called it “The Peter Pan syndrome” something I am so happy to have inherited.

Now-a-days you can buy huge containers of every shape, size and kind of bubble makers at the dollar store. This will have your world surrounded in bubbles evoking laughter and memories in no time at all. I watched my Mom, Pearly, and the visiting soon to be wed bride and groom blow those bubbles and fill the air making my Mom and every one of us laugh and smile. The words wedding bubbles were mentioned and I saw my Mom smile at that thought. Old memories flooded back mixed with new ones that will give great comfort when immersed in those days of chaos and responsibility that lie ahead in this adult world we live.

I close my eyes as a bubble bounces off my face, a sweet familiar laugh floats through the sky full of bubbles coming from a Mother who stands beside me and who has always refused to grow up. Wise words I would like to share with all of you from my Mom, “You are never too old”, sounds about right.


 Thanks Mom.

When was the last time you left this adult world and took out a bottle of soapy water surrounding your world in bubbles and sharing this simple pleasure with the ones you love? What are you waiting for?


Later

41 comments:

  1. We were blowing bubbles this past weekend. Glad you know the joy of bubbles :-)

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  2. Miss Buttons,
    I wish I could hear the laughter you, your Mom, Daughter and soon to be SIL shared while blowing bubbles.

    It's been a little while since I blew bubbles. I have a container on hand that's mostly full. I like to blow bubbles and watch dogs like to chase them.

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  3. Ha! Neat post, Buttons. My family loves bubbles too. ;)

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  4. I make bubbles often. It's okay and actually good to keep a little bit of fun and youth in your life. xo

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  5. I agree...you are never too old for bubbles! :)

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  6. I love bubbles . I remember when I was a kid the huge wand bubble , I mean HUGE . They were so fascinating to make . You"d have to do them really slow and watch them emerge like a big pillowy see through creature .
    It always excited me to see those big bubbles emerging slowly and willowy, then big as can be, out of the wand :)

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  7. Bubbles are a great part of me.

    Your memories are beautiful and are your words.

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  8. Wonderful bubble memories. It hasn't been so long for me with the bubbles as I (mistakenly) thought I could blow bubbles and then take pictures of them. Didn't work too well, but I had fun trying.

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  9. sweet, sweet, sweet!! we still fly kites and blow bubbles at my house. fun, it's not just for kids you know ;) ;)

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  10. We do this every summer with the little ones...it never grows old does it?

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  11. That looks like a lot of fun :)
    Lynne

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  12. Love bubbles! Love buttons, too... :)

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  13. My mind is singing and crying at the same time. I can hear my long gone dad, with a big ol' smile n his face singing 'tiny bubbles...in the wine. Tiny bubbles...make me feel fine..Make me laugh all over...'
    It rarely had anything to do with wine, he just liked to sing the song.
    Thank you B.
    (And I think you should be the one TEACHING that creative writing class!)

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  14. I haven't blown bubbles for a long time but have always loved it. I went to a wedding a few years ago when they handed out little bottles of bubble blowing stuff to the guests and they blew bubbles instead of throwing rice. That would be great fun at your daughter's wedding!
    Love your mother's quote. My mother used to say something along that same line. "live a long life but never grow old".

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  15. I've been promising myself a bubble thing for ages …. you've made me want to go get one now :) Lovely to read your blog …
    Fil at Fil's Place - Old Songs and Memories

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  16. You just gave me a great idea to bring bubbles to our family's egg dying tradition on Saturday. Thank you!

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  17. B,

    Bubbles oh what memories:-)

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  18. Very sweet shots of your mom. I love bubbles. Going to go put that on my shopping list. Thanks for the reminder and the idea of bringing out our inner child to play with bubbles. :-))

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  19. Awww, great story. Have fun you!

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  20. I do so agree with your mother Buttons! We are never too old!

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  21. Very sweet.

    I also watched Lawrence Welk with my Grannie Lucille. Cherished memories :)

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  22. Oh how much fun ! my Mom is usually always game at having fun and being silly. Life is much easier at times when we can laugh real belly laughs and enjoy the moments. xx

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  23. I haven't done the bubble thing but i have made a few snow angels.

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  24. Oh I just love this story! I miss my departed aunts and uncles and the "old back days" ( as my niece used to say for good old days). One time on vacation I bought a kite and a HUGE bubble wand. I think next week I will dig out the kite and bubbles! Hmmm...I wonder what would happen if everyone in the world all blew bubbles at the same time? We'd have a world full of laughter!!!
    Cindy Bee

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  25. I always take a "bottle of bubbles" when I do family photos with little kids.......makes EVERYONE feel so young!

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  26. What a sweet post B. I haven't played with bubbles in quite a while perhaps I need :)

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  27. Oh, B, "You're never too old" is one of my mantras. And we are certainly never too old to laugh and play and feel the joy of laugh. I like blowing bubbles. Been too long since I've done it though.

    I've been at a wedding where people blew bubbles at the departing bride and groom rather than throw rice or bird seed. It was fun!

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  28. It's been awhile I blew bubbles. I do have a container of them. The dogs and cats like them! :)

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  29. Oh, I so love your joy, Buttons! Your dear Mother has passed down a wonderful philosophy - never grow old! It has been a long time since I have played with bubbles. I think I need to buy a bottle for Easter. I wonder what my grown up kids and the Mr. will think when I start blowing bubbles in the middle of dinner? :) Thank you for your sweet stories. Hugs xo Karen

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  30. My kids love bubbles. As you said it has come in many shapes. Enjoyed reading your story!

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  31. Last time was a year ago exact :-), I love your Mom's lovely knitted toque.

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  32. Oh what fun! You're never too old to.... I bought bubbles (at the dollar store) last summer to entertain our grandsons and I still have them so might just get a little silly some day this summer. A lovely thought.

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  33. Precious post!

    How sad, that we forget fun and simple things, like blowing bubbles.

    Thank you for reminding me. :-)

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  34. Good fun blowing bubbles. It was only the other day we did that....Happy Easter my friend, to you and your family. Hugs M xx

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  35. as long as the little suckers dont float back into my eyes and pop, then all is well...

    your family btw is the cats meow... ;)

    xoxo

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  36. yet another thing we have in common, bubbles. I keep them at home, in the car and when I travel a tiny bottle goes with me. nothing like bubbles to relieve a weary spirit.

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  37. I love your moms advice, and the thought of her smiling over bubbles! She's very wise!

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  38. So so many childhood memories of my brother trying to burst bubbles whilst I tried to chase them around. Your Mom is right.

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