Bubble

I live in a bubble of absolutes: absolute truth, absolute right, absolute wrong. All the grays swirl around but there is clarity in my bubble, and grace, and peace.
This is a back blip from yesterday, partly because I love this image, partly because I woke up feeling poorly and uninspired.
Today is Mom's birthday. She would have been either 93 or 97, depending on whether you believed the date she told you or the date on her birth certificate. Haha She was a character. I miss her so and love her more than ever. Her wisdom placed me within this bubble. May it never burst.