A week ago, a few people from group met for dinner. It was an opportunity to continue the support while it was on hiatus for a couple of weeks. What I noticed is that in the midst of our healing struggles, we do not make the time or even allow space to laugh. Whether it is at the absurdities of daily living or at ourselves as we work through what life had handed us.
We laughed and laughed while acknowledging the growth and changes midst the recovery. Our seriousness can get in the way of humor. We can become sour and droll people. Now, I do not find physical humor funny. The pratfalls, pie in the face doesn’t tickle my funny bone. However, give me cerebral humor, a bon mot, a witty response, a good joke that cracks me up. Even improvisation can be funny to me. Of course the daily world can offer a lot of chances to laugh.
One of my favorites is one my son told me (when he was little) and I still crack up every time: What did the zero say to the eight? Nice belt. (For those who do not get it, here is a visual: 0 – 8)
When was the last time you had a good belly laugh and how it felt? When I remember it, I felt a lot lighter. My son can be really funny. He began to develop his sense of humor at age 9. It has helped him through some challenges through school.
Sometimes at work I see ridiculous situations. Smiling and laughing is free with no adverse side effects. So to add to our New Year’s Evolution, how about laughing just for laughing. In the space of my car, I will just start laughing, even if it just for laughing sake.
So what is funny to you that help creates laughter?
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