Ha ha ha ha...
This week did not go the way I expected it to. I envisioned a week filled with laughter, with chuckle inducing knock-knock jokes and funny cartoons. I took Martha Beck at her word that 30 laughs a day would be pretty easy. I expected to breeze through – and instead I stumbled upon some pretty hard truths about myself and my life.
I do not laugh as often as I would like to. I did not make 30 laughs a day, not even close, not once.
When I brought my husband into the project and asked him for some jokes, he somberly said, "You do not laugh nearly enough."
I don't know when this happened. I used to be Little Mary Sunshine. I used to be annoyingly upbeat. I mean, really, people used to complain about it!
I don't know where all that laughter went but I definitely know I want it back. (I do know that some of this is the result of being a mother and putting things that are important to me on the backburner for such a long time.)
So tell me a funny story. Tell me a joke. I'm looking to retrieve some of the joyous lightheartedness I used to have.
Stop by Jamie Ridler's The Next Chapter to see more reflections on this week's Joy Diet ingredient.