Today I laughed my way to work.
As I was driving someone pulled out in front of me. She and I would have been seriously hurt (or killed) if my breaks were not working and my mind had been drifting. My reaction to this encounter was to laugh my way through it. I was not agitated as I normally would have been. I was able to let it go.
I drove past a store which had flowers out for sale. I laughed at the joy of seeing flowers."Flowers I laughed".
I saw children waiting for busses, I laughed; I laughed while I waited for the light to change from red; I wondered that no one else was laughing; I wondered if anyone else was enjoying the day.
As the day progressed, my "problem child" stirred my pot at work. I didn't laugh. I sat back and said I feel sorry for her. She must have no happiness in her life to be this way. I got a little agitated; but am letting it go a lot more easily.
I love to laugh....
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