Today I Laughed

When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure.

~Anonymous

Today was a good day. I allowed myself to laugh. I laughed about you and I said your name.  I remembered the silliness and I shared it. I told myself that’s okay. It’s okay to say your name and it’s okay to share our laughter with others. I had tears in my eyes though, but I still laughed.

I laughed about how I would pound on the wall and you would jump up and run straight over to my room.

I laughed about the inside jokes about your workouts.

I laughed about the nasal spray.

I laughed about the nutshell.

I laughed about the taco cat.

I laughed about us laughing.

Today I laughed.  Because today, the memories turned into a happy treasure.

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15 thoughts on “Today I Laughed

  1. People say things like, “It will get better every day.” And they mean well, and we try not to be upset with them. But we know that even happy memories are tinged with sadness. Still, we remember and remembering and laughing and living are how we bear our loss. Your friend will always be a part of you.

  2. Your opening paragraph has a message that universally powerful and will resonate with anyone who has loved and lost. And it is so well-crafted! The tears and the laughter; the privacy and the publicness; the past and the present; in stillness, yet speaking — all these juxtapositions pull me back and forth, engaging me. And though incidents we remember are different, our experience is the same.

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