Sunday, April 19, 2009
Laugh until you cry
Darling Lily came to visit me this week. She was witness to my panic-before-finals and the last week of the tax season. Hello stress.
She provided me with some much needed comic relief. She introduced to me totally new phrases and killed me with her dry sense of humor. We watched movies and cried a lot. She sobbed during "Marley and Me." I sobbed in "Fried Green Tomatoes" (even though I've seen it like 20 times.)
We watched Extreme Home Makeover and cried some more. Then, when we were finally done crying, we found ourselves laughing until we cried.
We had fun. We didn't get out much, but we really had fun.
2002 was one of the worst years of my life. I had my first experience with serious depression, mom died miserably, we had some major financial setbacks, and then my most beloved and vibrantly alive grandma just went to sleep one night and didn't wake up.
At the time I felt nothing good could possibly come of that year.
But I guess life brings the good with the bad. That was also the year dad married Linda--the most stabilizing factor our family has ever had.
And Linda brought Lily.