Gratitude Journal Entry # 7
I love to laugh. This week I am grateful for humor. I am glad that my parents knew how to take the time to make us laugh. Laughter heals the soul and makes bad situations better. I can think of a couple of times that humor really changed the outcome of bad situations. (Sorry, both these examples involve elderly people. I love the elderly very much and I am not picking on them.)
In high school, my BFF and I were having an argument in the ladies restroom over a boy. I know big shock right. Well, we were fighting back and forth when a cute elderly lady entered the restroom. My BFF and I were quietly arguing when all of a sudden the older lady let out a humongous toot*...my best friend look at me, we covered out mouths and ran for the door as quickly as we could before laughter erupted from us. That old lady and her gas, saved my friendship.
One day, while driving in the car, Scott and I were having a heated discussion. I don't remember what the discussion was about but it was not sitting well with either of us. We were stopped at a red light, when all of a sudden an elderly man, who had the right of way, sprinted across the road. His little old legs moved so quickly. As he ran, he didn't bend his knees behind him, nope! He ran with his legs out straight in front of him, almost like he was high stepping. Scott and I looked at each other and all the tension in the car melted away.
"Above all else: go out with a sense of humor. It is needed armor. Joy in one's heart and some laughter on one's lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life. " ~Hugh Sidey
"Humor is the great thing, the saving thing. The minute it crops up, all our irritation and resentments slip away, and a sunny spirit takes their place. " ~Mark Twain