Balloon

As I recover from my parathyroidectomy I have time on my hands which as usual I spend in observing, considering, and writing. This may seem nonsensical to some but it is all part of my commitment to kairos - full living in the moment.

This will be a tribute to balloon technology. Ten days ago I received some beautiful “get well” flowers with a balloon attached. In the initial days of anesthetic overload, by my own unsteady hand undoubtedly, the balloon detached. It has since resided at the peak of my tiny home’s tall ceiling.

In the old days you could easily measure time by a helium balloon’s loss of height. Over a matter of hours it would sink to the floor - a relatively rapid fall from grace. Perhaps this allowed a more keen awareness of full beauty that could pass so quickly?

In any case, today I stand  in awe that at 10 days there is still full rise.

Balloons have come a long way.