I can’t tell you how many times I ‘ve heard that over the course of my life and I’m pretty sure you’ve probably heard it more than a few times, too. Laughing has never been a problem for me, I’m blessed with a pretty good sense of humour and it’s stood me in good stead over the years.
Being able to laugh, especially at myself, has helped me get through the ups and downs that are part and parcel of all of our lives and I’m grateful for that. But it was when my mother passed away that I learned that it’s okay to smile and even chuckle during the most solemn of occasions.
After my mother’s funeral, the Rabbi came to the shiva to lead the evening prayer. When he was done, not Continue reading →
It’s here. After all the anticipating. Reflecting. And reviewing. After all the planning. Promising. Goal-setting. Resolving. After all the partying. Crazy hats. Noise-making. Party favours. Popping corks. Dancing. Dining. Drinking. Kissing.
After the countdowns. Clock-watching. Drum rolls. Crowds. Couples. Tourists. Revellers. After all the singing. Cheering. Clapping. Shouting. Texting. And calling.
After all the champagne’s gone. The tabs settled. The whistles discarded. The aspirins taken. The make-up removed. The shoes kicked off. The clothes dropped on the floor. The beds turned down. And occupied. The pillows pounded. The lights off.
After the morning after. The hangovers. The headaches. The red eyes. The sore throats. The upset stomachs. The moans. The groans. The recriminations.