We start sharing pain and finish up laughing so hard that I wet my pants.
Those red hooded sweatshirts will get you every time.
How I need to be reminded what a gift laughter is.
The cheerful heart.
A countenance of joy that takes my children's breath away.
Takes them by surprise.
And makes them come a runnin'.
How laughter sets the Shoulders' heart on fire.
And these friends of mine...
Oh! May the blessing you are return a thousand fold.
You make me LAUGH!