It might seem inappropriate to ALWAYS bring laughter. I mean, there are times and places where it is NOT considered a good practise to laugh…
Still, I BElieve it has been laughter that has got me through my most difficult places. It is like a great whoop of release that lets me fit again inside my skin when times are the most trying and dark.
I’m NOT saying [or even suggesting] we should all break into raucous laughter in those places and at such moments when BEing solemn and quietly respectful is sort of the way things are meant to BE, but I AM saying that when I have been such places and moments myself, I know that without laughter, or simply the remembrance of laughter, I’d have had a much harder time of it.
Laughter is a language that is universal. If you think for just the tiniest moment to what happens BEtween the Very Old and the Very Young, what I think you will remember is how they communicated the great JOY of BEing with laughter and smiles.
There is nothing quite so energising as a baby’s smile, nor so cherished as those deep crinkly smiles that unfold into laughter from someone who’s been round the block a good many times.
Laughter?! Bring it on!!!
I love you, Currie