Did you ever feel like you lost your funny? Like one day you woke up and realized you
couldn’t find it anywhere. You searched
deep, deep down there and it was nowhere to be seen. Why is that?
I used to think I was really funny.
I was that inappropriate girl that laughed at her own jokes. Maybe it’s the reality of life around me soaking
up the goof. Perhaps my age is making me
wiser or the fact that I am now responsible for another human being twenty four
seven is heavy and important. Perhaps I
used it all up in my bathroom guest book.
I think and I think but will never know the answer to the personality
loss over the last year. I shouldn’t say
loss, I should say change. I know I will
continue to change and grow and goof around.
Life is a process and I can say that I am happy with how my family is
evolving over the years. There you have
it, a glimpse into my thoughts this morning. Too deep? Maybe too deep.
In other news, my husband is now making ALL life decisions
based on his ability to shoot a lion. If
he seems off or his motives seem wack, don’t say I never warned you.
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