pop_a_balloon girl_jane HOPE "Look, Mommy! Somebody's balloon of hope! Can I pop it? Can I? Can I? Can I?" "OK, Just make sure you let the air out slowly so it hurts more." Now I stand here with my little torn pieces of bitter plastic. Perhaps, someday, I'll have the breath to blow up another balloon. And, perhaps, when I have that breath, I won't blow up another balloon- Just so it can't be popped again. If I had the defenses, I'd blow up another balloon, and protect it, but I don't have the strength. I've spent my strength recovering from popped balloons. 020519 what's it to you? who go blather from