Good evening. Friday blog. I do love to smile, and I try to keep it even with tears. Denny always told how much he loved my smile. I loved his smile, but, he did not believe me! I kept telling him! Mom and I laugh at each other, with each other and sometimes we don’t even know why we are laughing. It feels good afterwards! My favorites, laughing with my kids even in pain, laughing with my grandkids, and laughing and making my new great grandchild laugh. It does not take much to get a big smile out of him! My daughter and daughter in law, I like to call comedians. They are funny. They put life into the party. Well they did, when we were allowed parties! That’s hard! When I sit and think of our life, being bipolar together and not knowing, was not funny. But after Doctors, hospitals and finally right medications, I learned to laugh with it, Denny, not so much. He had a hard time with stigma! You have to learn how to laugh at yourself, in a humorous way. For instance, I think this is funny, it did get a chuckle out of Denny. When we would go to our clinic, our two favorite nurse’s would say, here comes our favorite bipolar couple! I would say, you mean there’s more? We would have a good laugh. I am not ashamed of my illness. I am happy I can talk about it with humor! God does not make junk! I think we can all agree, that laughter is good medicine. If you have not learned how to laugh at yourself, you need to learn. Especially in these tough times right now! Laughter is good for the soul and whatever ails you. Good night. God bless!❤️🤗🙏🏻🤗❤️



