I like to think of happier thoughts. Right now, in the minutes before I start my final talk, I am reaching friends. I am reaching for the memory that comforts me the most. I am going to share the one that has me in a calm place right now.
As I told you, growing up, I lived in a 6 family apartment building. I was on the third floor and when you went out to the backyard, there was a space between the two sides. My mom told me to go stand there, right in the middle. I went downstairs, not knowing why she told me to go there while she still stood up on the third floor porch. When I reached the spot, I looked up and there were bubbles coming down at me. She stood there and just kept blowing the bubbles until I was engulfed in a bubble wonderland. That’s where I am now, friends, little, laughing, spinning around and around.
Make something magical happen for someone today, or tomorrow. You never know when that will become their happiest thought in a dark time.