Monday, October 20, 2008

Bottle It

I have this ritual when I am feeling sad or down. I pick up my daughter and I tickle her.

Its a simple act. Its a way of connecting to something outside of myself. When I tickle her I know that there is something so much more important than me.

Her laughter has a magical quality. It reaches inside and soothes my soul. I wish that I could bottle it up and carry it with me always.

4 comments:

Kate Coveny Hood said...

I know exactly what you mean. What are we supposed to do when they grow up? Somehow I don't think a sixteen year old George will provide me with his enchanting laugh if I grab him and give him a stomach raspberry. I'll have to come up with something else...

anymommy said...

When you figure that out, you'll be a billionaire. And, I'll be broke because I'll have sent you everything I own paying for bottled giggles!

Heidi said...

So true about tickling - it always takes the edge off of a bad day.
(By the way I've been reading your blog for a little while now...I'm enjoying it)

michelle said...

Not having kids myself, I enjoy those times when the laughter starts with my niece and nephews even more. But I have to admit that there's nothing quite like a 6 month olds belly laugh when you do something he thinks is funny...It just warms your heart no matter what mood you might have been in....I'm in on the investment side of things if you can figure out how to bottle it.....