And if you don't have some type of sense of humor, you'll die.
Not only will you die, you'll die miserable.
I know I'm going to die. We all are.
At least I will die somewhat happy.
And know that I laughed in the face of
despair.
Hurt.
Challenges.
And so on. And I lived.
I truly lived.
I took what was given to me, and
made something out of it.
I may not have done something
so important like
cure cancer,
save the world,
or
build a giant building or something,
but
I did live, and help some people.
I did live, and use my life for joy.
I did live, and love, and use every
second on Earth that I
was given
to
experience what is here.
Good or bad,
for whatever it's worth.
I'm taking it with me when I go.
And I will laugh aloud.
Because life is funny.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
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