Friday, October 26, 2012

Prescription: Laugh more

I need to laugh more. I’m a fairly serious person. I’m envious of those with the deep, uncontrollable, tear-inducing laughs. I’m more of a two to three chuckle person. If something funny is said, I respond with a genuine haha, then moving on with the business of the conversation. I’m even uncomfortable sometimes with the people who respond to the same situation with that rolling laugh, the one that carries on for an almost awkwardly long time. The discomfort comes from that fact that I want that, the laughing. Don’t get me wrong, I laugh. My sense of humor rests more in the ridiculous, the Happy Gilmore-falling-on-his-ice-skates kind of stuff. America’s Funniest Home videos still makes me laugh. To my wife’s wonder, many of the same things that make our 5 and 7 year old boys laugh, make me laugh. Yet, it’s always too short-lived. My releases of laughter are too often interrupted by the agenda of life. I need to choose more of the former more and more.

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  1. I've been meaning to say I really like this post, especially for the image of laughter (real belly laughter, not short, cynical bursts) as a sign or symbol of letting go. So true, but I'd never thought of it. Thanks.

  2. Thanks, Kelly. Laughter is a good measurement in my life of when I'm letting go or holding on too tightly.