Laughter

Oh don’t you just love to laugh? I’m talking about the real deep down in your belly kind of laughing. And, don’t you just love being around people who have that kind of throw your head back and laugh until you cry laughter that seems to be contagious? I love, love, love, to laugh like that and I have two very special friends, frissy (aka Robin), and Megs, who make me laugh like that whenever I am with them, which is never often enough. These two beautiful women can create fun in almost any situation. They love life to the fullest and when I’m with them it’s like stepping into another world. A world full of joyous laughter.

My frissy has been here in her beautiful home in Scottsdale for the past few weeks, and I have had several occasions to get together with her, Megs, and several other mutual friends. OMG what fun we’ve had! This past Saturday night we all attended a 75th birthday party for a mutual friend of ours and at one point during the party, Frissy and Megs wandered into a sitting room and were chatting away when I heard that beautiful laughter that they both have. So naturally I found my way into the room to join them. Before long the room we were in became the life of the party as one by one others came in to see what the laughter was all about then decided to stay and bask in the “ephodorians” (you might remember that word from one of my previous posts. See New York City post) that filled the room. The room became a sea of smiling faces and deep, deep, belly laughter. That’s the kind of joy my two special friends, Frissy, and Megs, bring to me, and anyone else, who spends any amount of time around them. So, I want to dedicate this post to them, and thank them both for being my friends. For the love, joy, and most importantly the laughter we’ve shared.

Frissy leaves to go back to “her” New York city tomorrow. I’m already feeling sad to know she will be so far away again. But we do stay in constant contact and as her Bro (aka, my husband, Bill) says “we can skip” (he meant Skype but who cares…Ha!) In the meantime, I’m already turning my thoughts toward Frissy’s return in January and smiling at the fun we will have again then. My dear friend Megs will be missing Frissy too and we will make plans to spend time together so we keep our ephodorians flowing every chance we get. I love both of these strong, beautiful, women, and I am so blessed to have them, and their laughter, in my life!

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. gotham girl
    Jul 30, 2012 @ 23:26:04

    Oh how touching! I know I received my gift of laughter from my dad…and so many people have told me my laugh is infectious…but it’s always special to be recognized by my frister! I enjoyed every second of our time together and the end of December will be here before we both know it! I just love US! Let’s keep the ephodorians going and stay in the happy box! xoxoxo more!

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  2. Bill
    Jul 30, 2012 @ 23:44:15

    Yes dear I told Sis that we would “skip” after she gets back to NYC , what you didnt know is that I wash my toungue before I went to the party AND I COULD’NT DO A THING WITH IT. I will also miss my Sis and can’t wait to see her in late December. my sides still hurt from laughing that night.

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  3. Megs
    Jul 31, 2012 @ 14:22:31

    You made me cry! Laughter is so good for the soul! I am so blessed to be able to share it with such beautiful friends! yes, we must make plans to see each other soon. Love you!!! Xo

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