Greetings from the Land of Enchantment: Laugh until it hurts

Friday, November 02, 2007

Laugh until it hurts

I've been known for my laugh for a long time now. In some ways it is a measure of friendship--you either love it or hate it--in that it can determine whether you want to hang with me or not. Over the years I've come to accept and love it about myself. I no longer try to stifle it or make it more 'socially acceptable'--much to my father's chagrin. Nevertheless, it can make for a good time if you're willing to come along for the ride.

I was having dinner with friends last night and I haven't laughed so hard in what feels like weeks! My friend was telling me the story of her first encounter with Now, I've mixed it up with online dating services in the past, so she had an understanding listener. To say the least, it's brutal out there....but you've got to 'kiss that frog' as they say. She reported that he began the conversation by saying, well, let me say up front that I've had cancer--and she said that her reply was, well, I have an eleven-year-old son. I started howling. Cancer-Son. Cancer-Son. Once she got it, she started howling laughing, too. Of course, she doesn't consider her son a cancer, but in the misadventures of dating, we sometimes get the signals crossed.

I think it was a healing for both of us. I needed to laugh and she needed to cry--and laughing is always the easier, softer way.


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