Yesterday, my friend Maya and I spent a long time in the car. On our drive we listened to some stand-up comedy, and a horrendously funny and offensive song by DaVinci's Notebook called "Enema Countdown."
I'm in the midst of dealing with something horrendous, and the time laughing felt so very good. Laughter is important, but never more so than when you're dealing with something hard.
I'm grateful for those shared moments of gasping for breath, together. They were precious.