just shallow bubbles

©bobbi plentovich "china clay" 1995 watercolour on paper 22" x 14"

         good morning you groovy campers......so i missed a couple weeks...had some stuff going on...like my 9th grandbaby was born!!!  what???!!!   i know...grands are the best!!! spoil them rotten and then leave...ha ha....but while being there for the birth, i also got to catch up with a fabulous author friend from high school...nita sweeney...  i made another link!!!  anyway...she wrote the book "depression hates a moving target"....very good read!....she also has this great blog...bum glue...good stuff!.........well, we used to listen to pink floyd and drink green milk back in the day...didn't everybody?....but anyway,  as we were talking about school i found out that nita had gone through some stuff that i had no idea about....and i was her friend!.....but then i had some stuff that went on and hadn't shared with anyone either.....i guess when you are going through stuff you don't share for a multitude of reasons....embarrassment, shame, guilt, foolishness, you're the evil older sister, etc..........it's like we are these actors giving  this amazing performance on stage ....but behind the scenes, that's where the real drama unfolds, the stuff you don't see, the stuff not everyone shares.......
         ya know i once told a dear friend of mine the she was deep like the ocean, ( very intense, she got things, ya know really understood stuff)....., but i was just shallow bubbles......ya know floating around on top...drifting with the waves....basically not getting too deep... just enjoying life as it came my way....not really searching for any particular meaning ......just going with the flow.........so when i hear all the stuff that went on in school it kind of blows my mind.....ya know you think you should have seen the signs, but people are real good at keeping behind the scenes stuff behind the scenes......
         well.....what nita was getting at was that everyone has a story..ha ha  could be because she's an author....ya know everything's a story...anyway......some might be more upsetting than others, some might be inspiring, (nita has a very inspiring life story!),  but everyone has a story...or in some cases a novel...maybe a set of encyclopedias......or in my case a picture book.......i just love picture books...ya know the ones with the big colourful pictures....they just never get old.....squirrel....but back to old times....
       so a perfect example of behind the scenes stuff is that nita said she remembered me riding her horse....yeah she owned a horse, something that's been on my christmas and birthday list forever....mom..............anyway, so i rode her horse bareback, yeah bareback...... and nita thought i was so brave to do that...and she probably thought "what an idiot....bareback???!!!"...but i don't read minds so i will float along........ she said she was always so nervous about riding her horse ...who knew....well she did.....but i thought she was this fantastic english rider who could jump her horse over these jumps and she really was a good rider!....for myself, i had no idea what i was doing...just a bubbling through the waves (i think there's a song to that)...... but i figured it can't be that hard to ride a horse, over jumps, bareback........so behind the scenes, yeah i had some bruises....alot of bruises....and i didn't have a clue what i was doing, but i got to ride a horse!!!.........................she also told me that the fence was an electric fence, which i promptly grabbed a hold of......yeah.......it was in one ear and out the other before my brain said "DON'T DO IT" (sound effects) as my hand was grabbing ahold.......note to anyone who's around an electric fence....don't touch it, it does zap you, trust me....and not in a good way.....wait, is there a good way to get zapped?...static electricity?....nooooo....static electricity is my nemesis....arrrggghh....ok so don't get zapped, not fun
         but basically, we all go through things that maybe we don't share or are not at a point where we are ready to share, and you can get in trouble in kindergarten for not sharing, i always had to share, i was the middle child...the evil older sister took my things and the bratty baby brother was given my things.....did i tell you i never got a horse?.....anyway... but when we do finally share with someone, we realize that, that (i wonder how many consecutive that's you can put in a sentence before people go what is that, that, that, that, that....ha ha).....anyway....that, that is what made us who we are......and God doesn't make mistakes...He's got a weird sense of humour sometimes, but no mistakes.....all those experiences, all those good times and not so good times, gave us........... us...................be groovy!   
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©bobbi plentovich "just shallow bubbles" 2019 pen and ink and prisma colour on paper 8 1/2" x 12"