“The only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache.”
-Marjorie Pay Hinckley
The first time I heard this I thought "Yes. That has to be me. Crying literally does give me a headache and sinus issues and I don't enjoy it at all." I am not sure everyone thinks my laughter is always appropriate, but there are times when my Dad will do something so crazy that its either so sad and depressing how far gone he is, or it is fun to just enjoy him as he is.
A while back my son Jimmy Jim was carrying around this ceramic alligator bank that we had as kids. The whole time my Dad was saying "careful James!" and "don't drop that James" and "he's going to drop that in a million pieces." Apparently he was very very worried James was going to end the nostalgia connected to this coin bank. Okay. Makes sense. James really might drop it, or who knows, throw it down the stairs? Well it ended up on the coffee table in the living room with James no longer interested in it, and staring at it from his seat on the couch. My Dad walked in and saw it there and took advantage of the opportunity. "James," he said, picking it up, "watch how easy this could break!" Then he ripped the alligator's head off.
It was too funny. I laughed a good 30 minutes about that. Then laughed more as I took the pieces to the trash.
A merry heart doeth good like medicine.
Why can't I read Proverbs all day?