January 30, 2018
Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.
I learned a lesson in the last few days. I found that an overly optimistic mind is not necessarily the best thing to go with a broken body. I was sure that I was at the point I could return to bed rest after days in the recliner as my ribs heald and that was wrong. I also thought I could drive and run a few simple errands yesterday morning and found that was also a mistake, In fact I aggravated my rib injury.
So before the next move I am going to ask my body to be somewhat pessimistic when it reviews my action plans. I am temporally going to move to slow rather than sorry. I do hope to do some light mail reading and the like since I have been putting almost everything off.
I read the following story yesterday and it reminded me that sometimes laughter is the best medicine.
Laugh A Lot
By Joseph J. Mazzella
Enlightenment is a curious thing. It comes in unexpected moments. It comes in all shapes and sizes. I received a moment of enlightenment just recently from the mouth of a babe. I was heading into the local post office to mail out a few checks to pay a few bills. I saw a young woman who had gone to school with my oldest son. On her hip was her little daughter who was no more than three years old. After talking for a few minutes she shared a story of her high school days with my son and we both smiled. Just then her little girl pointed up to the heavy folds of wrinkles around my eyes. “What are those?”, she asked. I smiled again and said they were laugh lines. She looked at me for a second and then said, “You must laugh a lot!”
On my way home that funny, enlightening moment stayed in my mind. “Yes”, I thought to myself. “I have laughed a lot over the years. I have smiled a lot too. I have been blessed. I have been happy more often than not. And if my heavy wrinkles are a sign of that, then it is a sign I am pleased to share with everyone I meet.”
Our laughter, love, and smiles don’t just produce wrinkles in our skin either. They also help our hearts. They also line up our lives. They also carve out the shape of our souls. Every act of kindness, every act of sharing, every act of caring ripples out to touch the lives of countless others. Every moment that we love each other here on earth shines so brightly that it is seen in Heaven. Every smile we share makes God smile as well.
Learn to love your laugh lines then. Learn to embrace your wrinkles with joy. The next time you look in the mirror: touch, smile and admire them. They are a sign that you have laughed a lot. They are a sign that you have loved a lot. They are a sign that you have lived a lot. They are a sign that you are being the person God meant for you to be.
“Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.”
She said: Any and all compliments can be handled by simply saying, “Why, thank you!” (though it helps if you say it with a Southern accent).
Some people are working backstage, some are playing in the orchestra, some are on stage singing, some are in the audience as critics, and some are there to applaud. Know who and where you are.
Never continue dating anyone who is rude to the waiter and doesn’t like dogs and cats.
An apple a day will keep the doctor away – that is, if your aim is really good.
The man looked a little worried when the doctor came in to administer his annual physical, so the first thing the doctor did was to ask whether anything was troubling him.
“Well, to tell the truth, Doc, yes,” answered the patient. “You see, I seem to be getting forgetful. No, it’s actually worse than that. I’m never sure I can remember where I put the car, or whether I answered a letter, or where I’m going, or what it is I’m going to do once I get there — if I get there. So, I really need your help. What can I do?”
The doctor mused for a moment, then answered in his kindest tones, “Pay me in advance.”
Drive carefully. It’s not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.
A mother was telling her little girl what her own childhood was like: “We used to skate outside on a pond. I had a swing made from a tire; it hung from a tree in our front yard. We rode our pony. We picked wild raspberries in the woods.”
The little girl was wide-eyed, taking this in. At last she said, “I sure wish I’d gotten to know you sooner!”
A little girl was diligently pounding away on her father’s word processor. She told him she was writing a story. “What’s it about?” he asked. “I don’t know,” she replied. “I can’t read.”
A young man hired by a supermarket reported for his first day of work. The manager greeted him with a warm handshake and a smile, gave him a broom and said, “Your first job will be to sweep out the store.”
“But I’m a college graduate,” the young man replied indignantly. Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that,” said the manager. “Here, give me the broom – I’ll show you how.”
“Show me a man who is a good loser and I’ll show you a man who is playing golf with his boss.”
Having been married ten years and still living in an apartment, the wife would often complain about anything, as she was tired of saving every penny to buy a “dream home”. Trying to placate her, the husband found a new apartment, within their budget.
However, after the first week, she began complaining again. “Joel,” she said, “I don’t like this place at all. There are no curtains in the bathroom. The neighbors can see me every time I take a bath.”
“Don’t worry.” replied her husband. “If the neighbors do see you, they’ll buy curtains.”
The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.
- e. cummings
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