The bridge and bubbles

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Yesterday was a full day, as all Wednesdays are.  We packed food for the food truck in the morning.  It was so hot in the warehouse that I almost got sick.  Then Tommy turned on the big exhaust fan and opened up the rolling doors, so it was much better after that!  Since we had a long weekend with Memorial Day, we had a lot more to do.  We didn't finish until about one in the afternoon.

Last night we went under the bridge.  It wasn't too bad, since there was a breeze blowing.  We are slowly (hopefully) getting back to normal down there. We put out a few tables for the first time since March, so that people could sit down and eat on a chair instead of the ground.  Jessica had fixed scrambled eggs and sausage.  Since we have a ton of eggs at the warehouse, that was a good choice!

Lots of people who came through the line expressed how grateful they were for us coming down there each week.  I always want to say "I am the one who is blessed!"  And I am.   I find I feel more at home and more alive when I am under the bridge with the homeless, than I feel anywhere else.  I told one woman (Georgia) that I wanted to have her and a friend of hers, Carol, over to eat one night.  I asked her if she had any food allergies and she said emphatically ...NO!  She said she just liked to eat.  This woman is probably in her 70's and it breaks my heart to think what her life has been like.  Unlike some though, she is always clean.

As we prepared to walk to our car last night, John boy said "look Mom!"  When I glanced up, I saw bubbles!  Hundreds of them blowing toward me from across the space under the bridge.  One of the homeless men had brought a jar of bubbles with him and as he left with his entourage, he was leaving a trail of bubbles.  A small thing, certainly, but to me...a big thing.

Bubbles always make me happy.  In a world of too much gloom and doom (especially during this virus) we need more bubbles.  Bubbles aren't just for little children.  They are for all of us.  John boy said we should take a bubble machine down there next time we go.  I think I just might do that.  I am also thinking of buying enough individual bottles to pass out to everyone, so that when they leave, they can take the bubbles with them.

If you have been having a hard time lately, head to the store and buy a bottle of bubbles.  Don't just buy a small one.  Get one of those gargantuan ones!  When life starts to pull you down, blow a few bubbles to make you look heavenward. ​