14 Keys to Lasting Love by Kim Kimberling

Author:Kim Kimberling
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: FaithWords
Published: 2019-01-07T16:00:00+00:00

That’s Funny

Laughing with your spouse is fun. Laughing at your spouse is not. Do you laugh together? Laughter knits a couple together in a unique way. It does something for a marriage that nothing else quite does. I try to make Nancy laugh every day. I love to see and hear her laugh. Her laugh makes me laugh. Laughter truly is a great medicine. There are a lot of things I love about being married as long as we have, and one of them is the history of laughter together. Funny things that happened years ago can still bring laughter when one of us brings the memories to mind. There are also those things we laugh about that no one else would ever get. We have had funny things happen during sex and when we were supposed to be quiet. Some of the things we laugh about today were not funny to both of us in the past. Time has a way of reframing things so that looking back gives us a different perspective.

There was the time I was getting ready to put something in the attic and could not get the pull-down ladder in the garage to come down. Nancy was standing there holding whatever it was that needed to go in the attic. Finally, I gave one final tug and the ladder came down, fast and with a lot of force. And even though I was running the opposite way, it knocked me to the garage floor. Nothing was hurt but my pride. Nancy could not help herself from laughing. I made it worse by being angry at the ladder, the garage, her, and whatever she was holding. Today I can visualize how I must have looked, and can laugh with her about the whole incident.

Recently our twelve-year-old grandson, Tommy, was spending the night. Nancy asked him what he wanted for dinner, and he said Asian food. To give you some background, Nancy and I have one favorite Asian restaurant that is our go-to for takeout. Tommy wanted something from a different restaurant about two blocks from our favorite. When it was time to go pick up the order, Nancy volunteered to go while Tommy and I were in a hot battle on Xbox One. My phone rang about fifteen minutes later, and I could tell from the sound of her voice that Nancy was a little frustrated. “What number did you put the order under? They can’t find it.” Our restaurant uses cell phone numbers to identify orders while the other restaurant, where our order was waiting for her, uses last names. I said, “You are at the wrong restaurant.” After we hung up, I told Tommy what had happened, and the two of us were rolling on the floor with laughter. When Nancy finally got home with the order, neither of us said a thing. A couple of days later, Nancy and I were driving somewhere and I finally brought it up. At first, I thought

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