Remembering the soap bubbles

When I was a kid and my vision was still intact, I used to love to play in our bathtub with the bar of soap. I would spend lots of time making soap bubbles and then I would sit among them just watching the white foam gather all around me. It was so pretty, so exciting, and so interesting.

For the most part, Mom never gave me a hard time. Maybe she knew what I was up to but on the other hand maybe she did not. Nevertheless, it was one of my favorite pastimes. Sometimes I would also make those bubbles in our wash basin but I always made sure that I did not make a mess.

Looking back at it now, it was so much fun and each time we went to the beach those foamy white waves breaking against the shore sure reminded me of my favorite soap bubbles. I have not had much time to enjoy those wondrous bubbles for such a long time and now that my vision has diminished to almost nothing, I'll have to find another way to enjoy them. I can always use my sense of touch to retrieve those happy memories. I can certainly remember the white foam and take my memory back to those fabulous times as a child.

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