We had company this weekend — Margie and Billy, our dear friends, probably our oldest friends. We met in 1970 when we moved to Wagener, SC. We always enjoy their company – relaxed and easy for all of us — old friends are such a treasure.
I was thinking though, of my last visit to their home. It was in the summer. My sister and I had attended a nephew’s wedding near Wagener. As I rode through town, remembering our days of living there, over and over I was reminded of laughter. In those days, it seems, we laughed a lot — a whole lot! I remember laughing at Granny Ruby’s kitchen table; I remember laughing in the churchyard at the Baptist Church; we laughed at Linna Sue’s house and we laughed at Listene’s house and we laughed at my house and we laughed at Mary Dale’s beauty shop. Wherever we went, we laughed. One time, preparing Thanksgiving dinner, Margie and I laughed so hard we were literally rolling in the floor, hollering, crying we were laughing so hard. Maybe it was because we were all so young and life did not seem as serious. I am not sure of the reasons why — but oh, how I cherish those days of laughter! That’s really important stuff– to laugh hard and laugh often. I think I don’t do that enough anymore! I am resolving right now to do better.
One of the “bedtime” books that I read to the grandchildren says “what happened today to make you laugh?” I think I will start asking myself that question each night. Want to join me in that??
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