Yes - that is how my life feels right now - from my professional life to the deepest recesses of my personal journey. Laughter is abundant in my world today.
I wrote in this blog that sorrow stripped me bare and left me by the side of the road - abandoned by all I held dear. During those years of scalding tears; those years of deep longing for that which would never return, I wondered if the laughter had died with you know who. At some point, in the journey, I picked up my scarred and scattered bones - gently held together the gaping, ragged edges of grief-hewn wounds and slowly began to grow new muscle, sinew and skin - the softest skin imaginable now covers an indomitable spirit and the will to live and grow and celebrate each day that is left.
I took my passion and turned it into work. I hand-forged a new life for one - me. Slowly I began to find enjoyment. I embraced my cherished friends and family of choice. I took care of family and honored my duty to my mother. I counted myself blessed to do the work I am called to do. And thus, a new life slowly emerged and I began to embrace each new day.
And yet, there remained an empty reservoir - hidden deep inside. It is a deeply personal place that feels best when filled with laughter, kisses, hugs, passionate embrace and long slow times of talking, walking, and sitting in companionable silence. A strong and gentle blue-eyed man - with an amazing laugh, a tender touch, and a passionate soul has arrived in my life. It has been the reawakening of the woman I thought was lost. Not lost but standing here - the woman who was transformed in the fiery cauldron of grief.
Laughter abounds in my life. Passion surrounds me. All I can say is Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy.