Tonight I rediscovered the beauty of laughter. I haven't really laughed in awhile. Not because my life is so sad, but because I simply got out of the habit. Less nights out with girlfriends, more nights in washing dishes, you know how it goes.
Well, tonight I enjoyed hearing my own laugh. And that in itself is a beautiful thing, because for years I have despised the way my laugh looks and sounds. Self-conscious through and through, I have always been afraid of people finding my horsey-mouth laugh unattractive. Horsey-mouth=big open mouth, lots of gums showing:
Okay, it's not that bad, really. But that's pretty much how I look in my head.
And you know what? That image has kept me from experiencing what I think might be called, in Biblical terms, "fullness of joy".
Well, tonight I laughed (admittedly, with one and only drink in me) and I loved the sound of it. And I didn't care what I looked like--mostly because I was in a dark corner of a restaurant.
Hey, it's a start.
Do you love your laugh?
(Photo seen at http://lauriegan.blogspot.com/2010/09/dont-look-gift-horse-in-mouth.html)
I love our laughs.... I love how us three can go anyway and laugh outloud without worries of those around us. People watching only wish they could join in!
ReplyDeleteMike and I laugh together alot, many nights we laugh ourselves to sleep. It's a wonderful thing - - keep laughing and the world laughs with you! :) Hee Haw
No one makes me laugh like my mom and sister can! That's the kind of laughter I think is most beautiful.
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