Silliness...yes, I'm thankful for silliness. There was a time--shortly after being married--that I was less than thankful for silliness. There was the time when Mrs. O was hollering, "Oh, no! What's that?" She was pointing to a brown fuzzy spot on the floor. It was fuzzy to me, because I wasn't wearing my glasses. I can only see about 6 inches from my face without my glasses, so I ran to rescue my new bride from the horrors that were lying on our bathroom floor.
It was a leaf.
She was teasing me. She knew that I couldn't see without my glasses. First thing in the morning, she was teasing me. I was not thankful for silliness that day.
Now, I am thankful for silliness. I have learned to be thankful for silliness. I have learned that you don't have to be good to sing in the car. I have even become comfortable singing with Mrs. O which is a big step for me. I have learned that the best joke is the one you play on yourself. I have learned that I have more fun when I don't take myself too seriously. I have learned that a real smile reaches my eyes. I have learned how to laugh with abandon.
Thank you, Mrs. O for teaching me to expand my serious comfort zones and laugh until I cry. I dearly love to laugh. I didn't know what I was missing!
Top 10 in 2010: #9
Top 10 in 2010: #10
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