I sit here watching Housewives of New Jersey reruns, as the marathon continues on Bravo. I get lost in their insanity and their superficial lives. I enjoy checking out their clothes and jewelry and seeing where their "princess on a pillow" lives are taking them next. What these women find important amazes me. They seem to live in a bubble, completely shielded from what is real; real problems, real issues....real hurt.
Two of my sweet blog friends endured real and heartbreaking loss this past week. It's not fair. Being a member of this club requires strong faith and endurance. Membership also requires hope and belief that our rainbow is right beyond the next mountain.
Where is our bubble when we need one?