I accompanied a GF to Ikea, we were there for what felt like a year! When we left we had to load her car with the very large boxes (furniture), she asked a random stranger to help us load her car. The very polite guy agreed to help us. While they were pushing in a box, she caught one of her fingers, she screamed out in pain. I honestly thought she was exaggerating, but when we got into the car to drive away, she described the pain she had experienced and said she had seen stars. Being the imaginative Piscean I am, I visualized it, like a cartoon I had seen. I laughed so hard, that I honestly can’t remember the last time I had laughed so much, I could barely breath. Still here writing this I am laughing as hard, why? Not sure what I find so funny about it, but thankful to be laughing and not crying.
I feel that when I laugh like this, that I add quality time to my life, because GOD knows I have cried enough. As they say it is a balancing act.
Thankful, Grateful and Blessed!