Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Waffles and laughing

I love people who find humor in things. I've mentioned it before that I laugh at everything - even things that probably shouldn't be laughed at, but humor is healing, people! To prove my point, my bestest friend lost her baby daughter at 9 days old from "probable SIDS" (I quote that because I don't agree with it, but that's another blog post). I didn't attend the wake because they were having an open casket and I couldn't bring myself to see little Katarina like that. I just couldn't. As much as I wanted to be there for Missy, I just couldn't. But she understood. Why, I don't know, but she did. Kat was being cremated after the wake and Missy had mentioned that the "box" that they put her in was really cheesy looking, but they just couldn't afford an urn. The day of the funeral I walked up to Kat's "box" with Missy and I just stared. At first I couldn't see it... I mean, where was it? I didn't see any fancy gold box... there were some flowers and a cookie tin. Missy had to point it out to me and it was the cookie tin.... it looked like a square cookie tin! Thankfully, Missy has the same need for humor as I do, so the cookie tin became sort of a "inside joke", so to speak with us. We laughed that day about it. Yes, we were laughing at Kat's funeral, but you know what? Missy needed to laugh and so did I.
To this day Kat is still in her cookie tin and that's what it is still called - Kat's Cookie Tin. And we still laugh about it, smile about it and sure, tears are shed occasionally but you can't spend your life crying. You need to laugh.

Which brings me to the email I got last night. Have you ever seen the t-shirts that say "I don't have ADHD, I just... hey! Look a squirrle!"?? I personally do not have any in my shop, but a lady emailed me last night and asked me to make her a design with a waffle that says "I don't have ADHD, I just... hey! Do you like waffles?". I don't know the meaning behind it because I didn't ask, but I love that whoever this gift is for can laugh about their ADHD disorder. There are far too many people who use disorders, sicknesses & diseases as an excuse or a crutch. Heck with that! Embrace it if you have it! Laugh about it... enjoy it, because it's who you are.
I plan on laughing, cracking stupid jokes and smiling up until my last dying breath. I don't want to go out of here sad or miseralbe, I want to go out knowing that I was happy with the way things were - or at least found humor in it. You can find humor in anything - even death. Smiling is the best healing out there.... so many people need to learn how to laugh and smile and heal themselves.

The world would be a much better place if we all just laughed a little bit more.

4 comments:

Joyce said...

That's deep stuff, but I get what you're saying. I err on the 'too serious' side, I'm sure. But there has to be relief from troubles, like you said.

Thanks for stopping by my 10 on Tuesday post, which wasn't very deep at all. :P Hey, I do have a funny post in mind, though. Last night at the dinner table we decided what fairy tale characters each of us should be. :)

Jodi said...

Laughter really is the best medicine.

I have SO many times I've laughed when I shouldn't. Maybe it is a defense mechanism for me. Who knows? You are right though, that is just who I am.

Hope you are having a great Tuesday :)

Sheri/Cookingmom said...

Inappropriate humor and laughter is the best kind. Fortunately (perhaps UNfortunately for those around me), I am quite good at it.

I actually had a very fervent religious woman loudly pray for my soul in church one Sunday because I got the giggles at a very inopportune time. And that's when I was only 12!

Jen said...

I feel exactly the same way. If I didn't laugh I would be a very depressed person. I think it's easy to be a dark funk when things aren't going your way. It's a lot more work to find humor in things when there doesn't seem to be much.

I remember when my only Grandpa died. We had just turned into the cometary for his burial and I fell off my seat onto the floor (we had a full size van then). Well that got my brother, sister and I laughing. My Grandma didn't really appreciate our laughter and scolded us saying "this is not the time for laughter".

If that is not the time for laughter then when is?? Laughter was the best thing we could have given to Grampa. He never let us stay grumpy for long.

Life is too short to waste being sad all the time.