A spoonful of sugar

It wasn’t a particularly fantastic day. In fact, it was downright hard. Chilly. Rainy. My kiddos are sick, and so am I. Never did get out of my pjs. Found out this week that I’ve been replaced … again. But you know, after spending all day wallowing in self-pity and consuming a ridiculous amount of unbelievably yummy home-made chocolate chip cookies, I finally shoved myself out the door — yes, in my pjs — into the wet, rainy cold, and took a walk. And while I walked I talked on the phone to someone who is very far away, but who is very close to my heart. (You know who you are. I LOVE YOU!) And while I walked and talked, something miraculous happened. I laughed. I haven’t laughed in weeks. Maybe months. And as it happened, I felt the soothing bliss of it wash over my pain-stricken soul, across my heavily-burdened shoulders, and travel right down to my fingertips.

When I got home from my walk, my circumstance hadn’t changed, but my attitude had. Everything isn’t all better, but I can face it. And it’s okay to smile.

“A good laugh overcomes more difficulties and dissipates more dark clouds than any other one thing.”
~Laura Ingalls Wilder

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