Thanks to Victor for the perfect words to go with this photo I took while in California earlier this year.
Posts Tagged ‘laughter’
Thought for Thursday…Laughter
Posted: August 6, 2015 in Miscellaneous, quote, Thought for ThursdayTags: laughter, living, quotes, Victor Hugo
Friday Fictioneers–Elezegeraffe
Posted: June 5, 2013 in Animals, Family, Friday Fictioneers, Gifts, HealthTags: cancer, family, flash fiction, Friday Fictioneers, gifts, health, laughter, Love, short story
As someone once said…oh, wait! I said this.
Take heart, all ye brave Fictioneers
For Wednesday is finally here.
Look at the prompt.
Create what you want.
Work through the blood, sweat and tears.
One week I’m sure that I heard,
“One hundred words? That’s absurd!
I can’t tell my story
In all of its glory
With that few,” some authors averred.
Now that the deadline is near
Even tho’ that story’s so dear
If you wield the scalpel
Relief will be palpable
And your writing all that much more clear.
EL, this picture is so you! 😉
Elezegeraffe
(Ella-zee’-grr-af)
What do you give someone who might shortly need nothing?
Poking around a dusty antique store, we serendipitously unearthed the perfect cancer-fighting gift, a gift that was us.
First came Jessica, always nosy, Christmas-present-ferreter-outer extraordinaire,
Nigel, giraffe-tall and gangly,
Mom, “a real tigress” as Dad fondly called her, and
me, an adopted polyglot of colors.
We smuggled the Elezegeraffe into Dad’s hospital room, aided and abetted by willing nurses. Today “E” resides in our side yard, reminder of a time of joy and laughter.
To this day, we remain convinced that the ensuing hilarity was the beginning of Dad’s healing.
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Against the assault of laughter nothing can stand.
Mark Twain
A day without laughter is a day wasted.
Charlie Chaplin
Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it.
Bill Cosby
According to some studies, laughter therapy may provide physical benefits, such as helping to:
- Boost the immune system and circulatory system
- Enhance oxygen intake
- Stimulate the heart and lungs
- Relax muscles throughout the body
- Trigger the release of endorphins (the body’s natural painkillers)
- Ease digestion/soothes stomach aches
- Relieve pain
- Balance blood pressure
- Improve mental functions (i.e., alertness, memory, creativity)
Laughter therapy may also help to:
- Improve overall attitude
- Reduce stress/tension
- Promote relaxation
- Improve sleep
- Enhance quality of life
- Strengthen social bonds and relationships
- Produce a general sense of well-being
Friday Fictioneers–Quite an interrupt-us
Posted: May 15, 2013 in Friday FictioneersTags: flash fiction, Friday Fictioneers, humor, laughter, Love, passion, short story, writing
The Friday Fictioneers is a group of writers who weekly chose 100 of their best words to tell stories
based on a photo prompt. The coordinator of our cadre is Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
Thousands of people compete weekly, maybe even pay bribes,
to supply the picture prompt. This week’s photographer is Sarah Ann Hall.
Anyone is free to either read and write or just read. If interested, go to Rochelle’s site: http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/ and join in the fun. If you just want to read (“likes” and comments are always appreciated by all authors), go to the end of the page and click on the little blue critter to access the rest of the stories.
Warning: stories will continue to be posted for some days, so check back often.
And now, without further ado, here’s the photo and my story for this week.
Quite an interrupt-us
Shade dapples us
as we lie in summer flowers.
I offer you prosciutto-wrapped melon,
place it gently in your receptive mouth,
lick the juice drops from your chin.
“The Romans were here,”
you elucidate.
My hand traces patterns across your body.
“They built this aqueduct.”
“An aqua duck?” I josh,
kissing your nearby ear.
The heat increases
as the afternoon lengthens.
I roll over, leaning into you.
You laugh as I tickle your nose
with a stem of grass and slowly
lower my face towards yours.
You sneeze.
A startled moment of frozen time…
then we collapse in helpless laughter.