I’m grateful to the gardeners, down on their hands and knees decorating the world in multiple shades of purple, and to the bread bakers, filling the air we breathe with a yeasty aroma.
You capture this phenomenon so well and so beautifully. What a gift these comedians have made to the world—to walk a tightrope woven of life’s joy and grief. Thank you so much.
Me, too. I still find that daughter Kate and I get hysterical at times—over nothing we could explain. The same type of laugh fests with Hal. They are to be treasured.
You capture this phenomenon so well and so beautifully. What a gift these comedians have made to the world—to walk a tightrope woven of life’s joy and grief. Thank you so much.
Thanks, Betsy. I used to be a big laugher. Would really like to get some of that back.
Me, too. I still find that daughter Kate and I get hysterical at times—over nothing we could explain. The same type of laugh fests with Hal. They are to be treasured.
When you can't explain it to anyone else....That's when you know it's really funny.
What choice do we have but to hold the contradictions--the funny and the sad--and move forward. Thought provoking as always.
I think many people fight against this reality. They want everything to be simple, consistent...and it's not.