“The most wasted of all days is that in which we have not laughed”. ~Nicolas Chamfort~
The sound of laughter charms and delights me. It’s nearly impossible not to laugh at the sound of a baby laughing, or to be magnetically drawn to a room full of laughter. We’re talking the silly, bring a smile to your whole being kind of laughter, when your not sure what you’re even laughing about any more. Tears running down your face,stitches in your side, can’t catch your breath kind of laughter. When I was young, to me , my dad was one of the funniest people on earth. He was full of laughter and jokes. He still has that sense of humor at 85 years old. That was the primary quality in the person I wanted to meet and spend my life with. When I was fixed up on a blind date with my husband, he showed up late, doused himself in Brut aftershave ( ugh) and had pointy toed cowboy boots even though we lived in New England. Shall we say I was not impressed except he was so funny. As some may say he had me at
hello the laugh. Through life it has not been all laughter, but thankfully much of it has been. My darkest day was actually when I could not find my sense of humor. Luckily I found it quickly, some may not quite appreciate it but that’s their loss not mine. My best friends and children have a wonderful sense of humor. In fact Barbara has mentioned that the reason she knew Skip and I would be such a good fit was due to our similar sense of humors. Not sure if that is a compliment or not. ( surely I jest). My children have developed fabulous senses of humor. Not sure if it is genetics or environment or a combination of both! My son recently married a wonderful woman, at their wedding which was classy and lovely and warm, there was considerable laughter. They both laugh freely and often. My daughters brought down the house rocking out to karaoke of Nicki Manaj Super Bass.
“If you are too busy to laugh, you are too busy” ~ Proverb