Saturday, January 12, 2013
Laughter is my favorite sound. It is a comfort in a world of chaos. As I write this my beloved Grandmother (Nan) is in a hospital and I am praying that she will get well. Truth be told I don't know what will happen. But what I do know if when I visited her yesterday every now and then she would laugh. No it wasn't out of the blue. Nan was laughing at my Mom. Mom is probably the most epic storyteller I know. She can make a walk in the park sound like a sweeping Greek comedy. This is not an exaggeration. She tells the best stories and you can't help but laugh. And not just any laugh. The kind of laugh that hurts in the pit of your stomach, makes you face smile wider than ever and makes tears fill up your eyes. Beautiful cleansing tears. Mom told her stories and Nan and I laughed. And even though that laughter may not change the outcome of Nan's hospital stay for the moment we were elevated. Laughter made it alright for that moment.