We live in the 3rd floor of our apartment building, so as I was eating my dinner, I saw a little red helium balloon rising up the sky, about 20 metres away from my seat.

I laughed at the scene. My mom said I looked like crazy.
Why am I laughing anyway?

I wonder how, whoever that kid is, lost his balloon.

Maybe, he asked his sister to tie it around his wrist. But the knot became loose so the balloon flew away.
Or, he put the string of that balloon on the ground and he put a rock to cover it, but the string is thin that it made its way through.

Or, he just lost hold of it. He was busy playing with other toys.
I bet he's crying right now.

I laughed because I remember myself doing those things.
I've lost so many helium balloons back then that I got sick of it, and I settled for the balloons which do not fly.
I enjoyed a lot of time with them.

But even then, balloons do pop.
You're playing with it, and in the next second, you're holding a piece of coloured rubber.

What am I gonna do then?
No matter which balloon I pick, or how I take care of it, it just simply goes away.

Some things or responsibilities in life are like those balloons.

When we let others do it for us, the outcomes are not the ones we expect.
When we cover our mistakes and shortcomings, we are just making them stronger. They would haunt us more that way.
When we do not organize our priorities, we end up losing all of them.

But sometimes, there are events that we have no control over.
We settled for safe and wise choices, but in the end we simply lose.

Does that mean doing anything or doing nothing gives us the same results?
No.
It is the time shared and experience gained from those events and/or responsibilities that makes the difference.


It is up to you to enjoy that "balloon" while it is still there.


Lost any balloon yet? Did you cry, or did you laugh?
Me? You know what I did. LOL

when he knew he would anyway?

still,
she had fallen so deep she doesn't know how to give up.