Sunday, September 7, 2008

Laughing With Lou

Tonight my son and I had a "just me and him" night. Sis was at Grandma's, Baby was in bed, Dad was downstairs watching some kind of game; so me and Lou (a.k.a. LX) decided to watch "Robots" together. We popped some popcorn, grabbed some lemonade and headed upstairs to watch.

I don't know exactly why this happens, but every once in a great while I just need to laugh until I cry and can't breathe. The last time I did this was over a year ago -- August 22, 2007. I was pregnant, and it put me into labor (Hooray for a good laugh!). Usually these episodes come when I am home with my sisters and mother. I think it's stress reliever that can only happen when you're totally comfortable with whom you're with. Last time I was with my sister. This time I was with Lou.

I don't think Lou has ever seen me laugh so hard. We got to a certain part of the movie, and it just struck me so funny I started laughing. I laughed and laughed and laughed. My lungs hurt. I had tears streaming so furiously, they had made it all the way down my neck. I couldn't help myself... even after I didn't think it was funny anymore. I just kept laughing. I had to force myself to take deep breaths. It felt good.

My son loved it. He loves to make me laugh, and he had never experienced this joy to the extent he witnessed tonight. In fact, he thought it was so great, he kept wanting to go back to the part I thought was so funny. I actually had to threaten to leave the room to keep him from playing it over and over.

I love to laugh like that. Sometimes though (and I don't know if anyone else has experienced this), I end up crying. Not sure why, but after all that laughing, a sadness just sweeps over me, and I need to cry it out. Maybe it's because I spend a lot of time burying my disappointments and other stuff. Enough to make me think sometimes that I don't really emote anymore. I guess somehow my subconscious just knows when enough is enough, and it has to all come out at once. It starts with a good belly laugh that lasts and lasts until a person can hardly breathe... then the floodgates open, and ya just gotta cry. That's something I haven't done in a long time either. It'd feel good right about now.

1 comments:

Shawna said...

I love those moments too! You know, for as long as I have known you, you have always been a somber person...I know you aren't always serious and I hope you aren't always sad...but lately, you seem to have a joy that glows from you! I hope that things are going well for you and that you are enjoying your new job. I know that you would much rather be home with the kiddos, but evidently He needs you at NC...love ya!