How sad that as we age we are expected to take life seriously. I have never understood why people assume because you are laughing and having a good time, or even dancing on your desk , that you are not being responsible.
I tried the “sit down and act like a grown up” and it was uncomfortable, restrictive , and boring.
I am not a one dimensional robot.
I love life. I embrace education on ever level. I am probably obsessed with learning. I want to know what everyone else knows. I want to see things like they see them. I want to be sure that my opinions and ideas are well thought out and worthy of consideration. I see the world around me.
I cry for the tragedies that have destroyed lives.
I worry about the future of this world.
I take responsibility for trying to find solutions.
I want to be on the team of those who are going to go out there, do the work and make a difference.
I appreciate hard work and I know how to roll up my sleeves and get dirty and sweat. I am not afraid of it, in fact, I love the process.
I see the beauty.
I love the creative process, even when I cannot participate or lack the skills.
But I also feel great joy, and I love to laugh.
I love to see children experiencing the world without reserve. I don’t see walls between them and myself because it is the same way I feel about the projects and the days in front of me … Even the hard ones. Everything is so full of possibilities.
And NOTHING is as healing as being able to laugh with people you love.
I don’t care that people frown at me when I get carried away or that people unfollow me because they thought my blog was all about “serious matters.” I don’t care that someone does not get my sense of humour because I DO!! I so get it. And I crack me up. And I laugh. Sometimes when I am writing or doing a picture, I actually laugh so loud that people around me stop what they are doing to see what is so funny.
My husband makes me laugh. My children all have a great sense of humour. And I will laugh at everything I can until I no longer have a breath left in me. I will snort and even pee my pants a little because I am laughing so hard. I will laugh at life, at others, at situations and stories, jokes and inappropriate and irreverent things that other people take wayyyy too seriously. But most of all . . . I will laugh at me.
The two greatest things that God ever gave us have to be our ability to love and be loved … and laughter.