Are You Laughing At Me?

I know I’ve done good with one of these postings when my subject laughs. Friday’s Eye Candy post did just that, it just cracked Renee up. Hearing Renee laughing again on a regular basis is making this whole thing worthwhile and I’m not talking about the blog. I’m talking about the surgeries.

As you can imagine things were pretty glum in these parts for the better part of a year while Renee was suffering. She’s gone from dealing with daily pain to dealing with inconvenience. The inconvenience is the bag, but what a great trade off. Honestly, we never considered how unloading into a bag could provide so much relief, comic and otherwise. Renee can eat again. She can sleep again. And she’s laughing, at me, at the dog, at Cassidy, at life in general and at herself. The best part, we’re laughing together.

Friday, I got to poke fun at a cold, a simple cold, nothing life threatening. What a welcome change that is! And then, of course, took it a step further by making it sound as if these common health issues (OK, with Renee nothing’s common) are a major burden. Hah, this is the slack tide baby, and though we’re not home free, we know we’ve got the right craft and best toolkit to ride out the storm. And, the most versatile tool in the kit is our ability to laugh at ourselves and even the most trying situations.

A few months from now we’ll be back on the rough river raft fighting the rapids. There’s nothing even remotely funny about that, right? Who knows? Renee’s got the unique ability to turn even a capsize into comedy. All I have to do is report it.

So, laugh on Renee, laugh on.