It's 1230 in the morning. I'm dead tired but can't sleep. So I thought I would start a refection for the 21st.
It's OK to laugh and it's OK to cry. For so long I refused to allow myself the luxury of emotions. I drank myself numb. Today, I know that those emotions never went away because I didn't work through them.
I can't understand joy without experiencing pain. When I laugh, it gives me a chance to step back and look at some thing again and see it from a different angle.