Laughter
Between July being the saddest month of the year for me (the memory of a miscarriage, the anniversary of my mom's death and the recent death of Blake's uncle, Tom) and having to start back at work last week, the last few weeks have been a bit stressful and accompanied by more than a tear or two. At times, the stress and sadness can seem permanent and all-consuming. Like they will never fade and perhaps only get worse.
But then, when I least expect it, the clouds break and time rolls on, bringing me back to all that is good. In the brightest moments, the ones I find myself living for on the most difficult days, there is laughter. By God, there is laughter.
I might watch the You Tube video ten times a day for the next week! Of course, not from the office though.
Wishing you belly laughs galore,
Barbara, Barbara Bush
But then, when I least expect it, the clouds break and time rolls on, bringing me back to all that is good. In the brightest moments, the ones I find myself living for on the most difficult days, there is laughter. By God, there is laughter.
Thanks to Toby...
| What? This amazing play mat with dangley things isn't for me? |
Thanks to Audrey...
And special thanks to my hair...
| Geeze, Mom, you are so embarrassing. |
I might watch the You Tube video ten times a day for the next week! Of course, not from the office though.
Wishing you belly laughs galore,
Barbara, Barbara Bush

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