Laughing through the Horror

I am no good at hiding how I feel, I wear it on my face in every situation. I haven’t even been successful at training my face to match a pleasant affect when I’m upset in a professional setting. I can’t seem to find the power cord that connects my brain and facial nerves to disconnect during times when I’d like to fake a smile. As a matter of fact, on my yearly review at work I was told the thing I needed to work on was smiling more… I could do that, if someone says something funny. I actually smile and laugh a lot but there is a stimulant behind that, someone has made me feel happy or I’m laughing at myself. I told my boss I could work on smiling more but that I felt she was robbing me of my feelings. Then this morning I was reading something one of my favorite women had said, “The only way to get through life is to laugh your way through it. You either have to laugh or cry. I prefer to laugh. Crying gives me a headache.” -Marjorie Pay Hinckley

I seriously love this woman!

That is great advice! Finding the joy in every situation could be the key to a happy life. I want to share one of my most embarrassing moments in life where I was able to find humor in an incredibly uncomfortable situation. I was shopping with my best friend when I was a teenager. I was wearing underpants that were 2 sizes to big. Don’t ask questions… just follow along. I started trying on jeans and when I zipped the zipper up it embedded the oversized underpants into it. I tried everything to undo the tragic mistake but no amount of butter would’ve loosened the grip of the teeth on that zipper. I told my friend I’d just take the tag off and buy the jeans. So here I stand at the counter, with my new all in one jeans telling the clerk I want to buy these jeans I’m wearing. She giggles and says there’s an anti theft magnet on the pants that can only be removed on the cash counter. To my horror this magnet was not on the waist lining like they typically are now a days. It was up one of the pant legs. So I had to climb the counter and lay sideways as this clerk stuck her hand up my pants to remove the magnet. I don’t believe I have ever laughed so hard in my life. I could have chose to cry and be upset in that situation but Marjorie Hinckley was right, I prefer to laugh too.

It may be hard to find the joy in every situation but it is there. I don’t mean for you go to a funeral and laugh at your deceased loved ones, but in most situations when things seem to be going terribly wrong, look for something positive to cling to and smile about it. Don’t fake it, find the joy in it. Laugh through the horror.

This photo of my 7 year olds feet has nothing to do with this blog post at all. I just went to wake her for school and found her wearing my socks that I laid out for work and thought it was so cute. Apparently she got cold through the night hahaha!

Author: thegoldenrocks

Thirty, Flirty, and Thriving

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