balloon magic

As she stood there with the balloons a friend had left for her, she slowly let go and they gradually ascended above her.  She was in complete awe for a quiet moment before she began to cry and reach upward to the balloons that were effortlessly floating with the wind.  She dashed over to me and cried for the balloons that were disappearing into the sky.  We talked about how balloons that get away rise up to heaven for all the babies and children there.  That seemed to appease her enough to carry on that day.