Yesterday I spent the day with my boyfriend, DAN (I capitalize his name here because he was dismayed when he read my other blogs and found that I only referred to him as "my boyfriend"). My favorite part of our day together was our tickle fight.
I was delirious at the time because I was tired. If any of you know me--you know that I get silly and playful and yes, some have even associated my actions with that of a drunk person when I get sleepy.
So anyways, I was tickling Dan, the man who claims he is not ticklish in the least, and he laughed--a lot. I am a very ticklish person--even if someone looks like they are going to tickle me I start squirming and giggling uncontrollably. So we laughed--a lot.
I love that when I laugh all my worries, hurts, and pains go away--even for a brief moment. The past week was hard--harder than I imagined it would be. Every week seems to be that way now. Just when I think I have everything under control, I am forced to realize again that I can't control anything. That is why, every now and then, I have to be reminded to laugh. Dan knows how to remind me. Just when I get too serious, he can look at me funny or tickle me under my armpits and I remember to laugh again, to breath, and to play. He teaches me not to take myself too seriously and for that I am thankful because even I (the second most stubborn person I know) can admit I get crazy sometimes under the pressures of this life I lead. So thanks babe for laughing with me this weekend.
1 comment:
You're wonderful!
I love your point...so often we forget the simple things in life when we get too stressed out or two ANYTHING!
Don't worry, you will laugh a lot this week.
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