Laugh-ter.

ˈlaftər/
noun. the act or sound of laughing

Laughter is the key to happiness. Let’s face it folks, if we didn’t laugh we’d all be miserable! Life can only be lived if there’s laughter. We’ve got to laugh through joy and pain…always looking for the silver lining. In our most darkest moments it’s memories of laughter and smiles that bring us back. If we are having a bad day, it only takes that one smile or sound of laughter to turn the day around. You know, like when you hear a baby or small child laugh? That sound makes everything bad disappear, right?! Of course it does! Now, why am I saying all this about laughter??? Well, because until recently I didn’t really understand just how powerful laughter, smiles, and happy people were. Not until I met a particular person who, unknowingly, was just right and right on time…

i know it’s been several minutes, hours, weeks, and months since my last post.  truth is… there’s a lot going on in my life.  i’ve got plenty to say and i will definitely share in the next coming weeks and months. …stay tuned!

first, i want to share this… for the last few months i contemplated moving out of my first home, getting a renter, and buying a second place.  i struggled with the thought of allowing someone, a stranger, to live in the one place i’ve lived in alone and belonging solely to me.

as i taped my final box and prepared for my last night in my first home i was overcome with a stream of emotions.  would he or she appreciate each piece of hardwood as i did?  would the unharmed walls remain immaculate?  would the pang of the heat or A/C turning on sound the same to him or her?  i doubt it but i had to let go of the thought of someone renting my place loving it as much as i have.  there is a ton of attachment to these walls.  this was MY VERY FIRST HOME!!

as i looked out of my bedroom door, i saw a sea of boxes covering my normally spotless, now cluttered home.  a true indication of the life i had and all I have done in the last 8 1/2 years. i walked in with a couch and a kitchen table. i realized i was leaving with a life i didn’t know i’d have… leaving as a respectable professional who worked her way up and has become someone’s boss.  i’m independent and focused.  i’ve got a great circle of friends.  i’ve acquired a strong support system with people i would have never thought would turn out to be my “go to gang” and i’ve maintained the most important friendships i’ve ever had…

There are so many memories in these walls… Good and bad

Laugh /laf/

verb – make the spontaneous sounds and movement of the face body that are instinctive expressions of lively amusement and sometimes also of contempt or derision.
noun – an act of laughing.

Life has its ebbs and flows, for sure. When things are great, smiles and laughter are constant and easy to push out. It’s always easy to laugh when life is good…when love is great. If you look around at people walking in the city, at dinner, in the car beside you at a stoplight…you can easily tell who’s happy and who isn’t. Poor body language and Blank stares. vs. Smiles and handholding. It’s obvious. I love to people watch for that reason. Happy people make me happy. It rubs off on me in an instant.

Love /ləv/

Noun – an intense feeling of deep affection
Verb – Feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to

Love. I LOVE to love. I’ll say that time and time again. I’ve always thought love is such a strong word with the potential to have a powerful impact. To feel it is amazing. To say it can be life changing. To hear it from someone can complete you. I’ll never stop myself from loving something or someone out of fear. There’s always a lesson at the end of everything. I love so many things. I’ll get into my love(life) in a later post… or two, or three or how ever many it takes… For now, here are just a few of my loves…

live /liv/

verb – remain alive

There are many things that are important to me. Some are random like the color coordination of my cardigans in my closet, requesting the removal of shoes immediately after anyone who enters my home, and never allowing the comforter on a hotel bed to touch my skin. These things are important but I realize they don’t necessarily give me life and keep me moving. If a cardigan is out of place, I’ll survive. If someone doesn’t remove their shoes (my grandmother never does) I’ll pull out the swifter and go over my floors when they leave. If my skin happens to touch the comforter on a hotel bed, I’ll take a quick shower. All is well.

The older I get the more I realize what makes my world go round. I can best describe it in three words… Live. Love. Laugh.

Live. I try each day to live the best life I can. Do I always succeed? Nope. Not really but I try. I remind myself every morning to…