Finding the Humor in Life
I look to celebrate all victories, even when there seems to be little to celebrate.
Most often, it is due largely to the fact that I am a "smart-ass" and it becomes part of my "schtick." At other times, I am so frustrated that, if I did not try to find the humor in life, I might as well just quit.
Unfortunately, not all enjoy, like, or appreciate my humor. Nor do others find me endearing when I make some of the arguments I make, especially by trying to lighten up the tone.
My humor can be dry and subtle, deliberate and pointed, campy or silly, or terribly irreverent. However I decide to use my wit or humor, it is purely selfish of me as I choose to use it to offer me some comic relief from the things which I must endure in life. Nothing or no one is exempt.
Many do not "get" my humor, and they may not appreciate it when they are the subject of the humor. I understand, but realize this: If I tease you a bit, or I make fun of a situation that is close to you, it means I am still engaging you. The moment you do not hear anything from me, including wit, banter or sarcasm...this is the moment you might want to be concerned.
Blame it on having Stage IV cancer, if you want to. But once you do, I will start with a whole new line of humor involving death and dying. If I do so, and you are offended, then please get over it.
You see, I have learned that, if you cannot laugh at yourself first, you better not laugh at anyone else. You have to earn that right.
I am glad that I have learned to laugh about the things that used to annoy me. Getting angry about things over which I never had control was a losing battle. Learning to laugh at myself and at the situations (including people) that have been given to me in those lessons has been life-changing.
© 2015 Coral Levang
Note: Material was migrated from Bubblews, and then adapted. Original post was 2014.
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