Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Go Ahead, Tickle My Funny Bone

I ran into a friend of mine in the park the other day. She had recently made a huge life change and was having some "what if" thoughts about it. I never know what to say when one needs words of comforting or encouragement. I am always afraid I am going to sound like a generic greeting card or a broken record by saying the same thing everyone else always says, over and over...I need to buy one of those books, you know the ones that tell you what what to say, when to say it and how to say it. Even though I wasn't sure what to say and I wasn't sure if the words I chose were of any use, the one thing I do know, is I know how she feels. I can't begin to tell you how many times I have looked up and said "What. Are. You. Doing? Why are you doing this to me? Haven't I had enough???" Sometimes he answers right away and it's laid out before me plain and simple. Sometimes though, he tells me to figure it out myself. (I hate it when he does that!) Sometimes the answer never comes and I am left waiting and waiting. Now, I am not talking about the little everyday things/people that irritate the heck out of you. Those things are going to happen to you all the time and like it or not, there's not a dang thing you can do about it. I am talking about the big stuff. The really important stuff.  I can either sit down and cry (I do that sometimes.) or I can just try and find some humor in it and laugh it off. (I do this too, but usually after the first option.) Humor is a huge part of how I keep my sanity. Not everyone gets my humor and that's o.k. It keeps me going and sometimes that's all I need. Now, you can take my money. (There should be enough there to buy a nice size ice cream cone at the Dairy Queen.) You can take my house. (But you'll have to make 8 more years of payments and it needs shingles, siding and windows.) You can take my car. (It's paid for, but it's a minivan and no matter how nice you dress, it will not make you look cool.) You can take my husband. (But you will bring him right back.)  You can take my job, (But you will run out the door screaming after the 123,456th dirty diaper change.) But the one thing you can't take from me, is my sense of humor. But I will share.
(My mom said I had to.)