I was having a rough morning on the way to work today, and I called a good friend. She answered the phone!! I am always amazed at the help available to me from others when I am willing to ask for it.
She listened, she empathized, she understood. Most important, she made me laugh!
I heard someone say that we can't laugh about stuff that hasn't been healed yet. Laughing with my girlfriend this morning reminded me of how painful life was just a couple of years ago. Nothing was funny. NO-thing. Everything hurt. It hurt to breath. It hurt to eat. It hurt to smile. Other people's happinesses hurt. I couldn't laugh at anything; everything made me cry.
Slowly I started to laugh. The first real gut-laugh I remember is on a run with another runner friend. We passed a con-crew picking up trash in orange jump suits. She looked at them, looked at me, then said, "Don't even think about it." I laughed so hard I couldn't keep running. I knew I was healing!
And now today, during even the most difficult times, laughter comes through. Again, I know I'm healing!
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