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[livejournal.com profile] silverhawkdruid asked me What was the last thing that made you roar with laughter?"

"Roar" with laughter?
Sadly enough, I don't remember.

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Date: 2008-03-18 12:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silverhawkdruid.livejournal.com
Well, that stopped me short! Honey, that is so sad! I tend to see the humour in things a lot, which keeps me sane in a crazy world, (or at least that's what I tell myself *grin*) but there are times when it is hard to even crack a smile. May you find that laughter soon. Hugz

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Date: 2008-03-18 12:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] qos.livejournal.com
It is sad, isn't it?

In fact, I realized some months ago that I don't even laugh much these days, much less "roar" with laughter. Between the months of intense grieving, the frustrations of my day job, and having very few friends with whom I actually get to spend time face to face, I've become a rather somber person.

I'd like to think the tide is starting to shift, however. I seem to have emerged from the worst of the grieving process, there's hope for a change of jobs, my new apartment is big and full of light, and I'm just generally feeling better. I actually do have a good sense of humor -- and of the absurd. Hopefully they'll start to reassert themselves more strongly.

What is "funny" is that when I was collecting questions for one of our leaders to ask a Sr. VP during a big event at work, someone asked this very same question -- and I took it to heart then too. I think the Universe is telling me I need to lighten up.

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Date: 2008-03-20 06:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silverhawkdruid.livejournal.com
Honey,

I expect that you will find yourself laughing like this one day soon. You have had the worst time recently, and it is bound to have affected your mood enormously. I remember the effect my dad dying had on me when I was 24. Didn't smile, laugh or even dream for months and months afterwards. Gradually though, the smiles came back, then the little laughs, and eventually the full blown aching side laughs came back too. The winner was my first dream though. I really knew I was back on track after that. Grief has to be worked through one way or another. Sounds to me like things are improving for you slowly but steadily. Better that than try and rush things and relapse in my view.
You have a wealth of shoulders here, including mine. Even if I don't always respond to your posts, I read and absorb them.

Take care honey,
Hugs...
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