The year I turned 50 was not a year full of reasons to laugh. My life sounded a bit like a country song: my mom died, my dog died, my dad died. And my only brother and I stopped speaking. Blegh. Tim McGraw? Brad Paisley?
But someone understood exactly what I needed to do. She not only brought a casserole, she gave me a reminder that I could look at daily.
My dear friend Sue gave me the wood cut out for Christmas that year. She is one person who knows how to do that well.
Sue consistently points out both the light-hearted things in life and asks me to think about what God has to say on the subject.
Today Sue and her siblings and as much of the Moore family who could travel, gathered to honor the life of wife, mom, and grandma, the woman who never knew a stranger. Sue’s mom passed away in her sleep two weeks shy of her 95th birthday. Now that’s a long life. Betty Moore was generous, hospitable and loved to laugh. All traits she passed down to her 5 children.
What a gift to give to the next generation: laughter.
Don’t take yourself too seriously. Take time to laugh everyday. Even better laugh at yourself. If your anything like me there are humorous moments in everyday.
I’m sure there was laughter today hearing stories of family escapades. Remember the time…?
If you haven’t already been reading Sue’s blog, you can find her encouraging and laughing at welcomeheart. A shared recipe, a story well told and laughter. Now that’s a good friend.