As Mother’s Day approaches, I’ve been hearing a lot of people reflect on what it means to be a mother, or how their mothers influenced them…for better or worse.
Mom and I had a complex relationship, lending paucity to warm and fuzzy moments. Nonetheless, when I think about her, I always give a silent prayer of thanks for her sense of humor and how that has been a constant lifesaver in my life. She always said that no matter what happens you have a choice. You can laugh, or you can cry, but it was her choice to laugh. And she did.
What I’ve realized over the years is the ability to laugh at, through, or during bad times renders the cause of the issue powerless. It’s like taking an emotional punch, smiling, and saying, “I can handle this.”
Her humor was there 24/7, and it helped me to see the world differently. Thanks Mom. I bet you have them laughing up in heaven too.