Too often these days I find myself fighting sadness that threatens to drag me into an abyss where all hope has gone to die. When the world seems most bleak, my best weapon is to call sweet memories of brighter days, lasso them with gossamer thread, and gather them close in a bundle of joy. Today I caught the memory of happy kisses, as delicate as soap bubbles floating in the sunshine, iridescent rainbows, there and gone in an instant, leaving me covered in smiles and, like a child, wanting to do it again and again. I do not know what tomorrow may bring. I doubt the world will grow bright overnight. But I have a lifetime filled with happy memories to fight what sadness comes. For now I will bask in soap bubble kisses and imagine love floating on the breeze.
~Elise Skidmore ©2020