I have a very distinct laugh, or, so I've been told. I was in a store the other day laughing with one of the clerks that worked there, and a friend of mine walked up to me and said, "I thought it was you." I asked her how she knew I was here, and she lovingly said, "I heard your laugh." I was identified, not because my laugh was obnoxiously loud, but that it belonged to me.
I have the legacy of my Mom's smile and laugh and for that I am truly thankful.
My Mom had a laugh that was contagious. She brought joy to those around her. She felt her joy way down deep into her very bones, and wrapped those around her in her happiness. My Mom use to tell me, "Honey, if you're going to laugh, then laugh! Share your joy-it will uplift others!"
And so I do.
Laughter can lift a hurting heart. It's a response to an emotion that let's others know, 'Hey, it's going to be ok.'
I miss my Mom's laugh....until I begin to laugh, and then I know that she is still right here with me.
So go ahead and laugh. I am...but that's just me!
Proverbs 17:22a A merry heart doeth good like a medicine:
"Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion" Unknown
"Laughter is the most beautiful and beneficial therapy God ever granted to humanity." Chuck Swindoll
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