Laughter doesn’t seem to quite fit in with the Lexicon of Leaving, does it?
If Captain Picard trying not to laugh made you smile or even laugh you know the feeling of liberation from not taking anything too seriously. It applies to divorce too – yes it does. Enjoying the ridiculous aspects of everything has been my preferred way of looking at life. Despite being good at my school work my teachers invariably sent me out of the room for the simple crime of giggling. There’s so much in the world that’s hilarious, even now and I never know what’s going to set me off and transport me to feeling unbearably tickled by something I see or hear.
My sister had come from Germany where she lives, to study Ayurveda but needed some form of permission from one of the ministries. We managed an appointment and went together on a baking hot May day. I wore a new pair of thin cotton pants, black. As we sat down in front of the official, genuflecting and looking suitably meek and grateful I felt a rip at the back and a sudden rush of cool air. My pants had split at the seam. An involuntary ’Shit’ escaped me causing my sister to shoot me a sharp look. More like a dagger glance. The giggles bubbled up inside, rising to a crescendo from the tension. She whispered to me as the official answered his phone –
“ Pleeeease don’t have a giggling fit now.”
“ My pants have split.”
I saw her stomach heave with laughter as she attempted to keep her face neutral. I’d like to add that we weren’t teenagers. I was in my 40s and she just a bit younger.
Once the interview was over and the non plussed official waved us out courteously but somewhat puzzled by our red-faced suppression of laughter we had to reverse out of the room and then walk like tandem puppets in search of a loo where we artfully draped a scarf around the now gaping tear and descended to the car where we could finally roar with laughter.
That incident still makes me laugh in the middle of the night.
Another time we dyed our hair red, locking ourselves in our father’s bathroom while our brothers pleaded to be allowed to use the facilities …but the colour went wrong and instead of a subtle chestnut glow we resembled comic book figures.
Laughter really is is one of the best ways to help you navigate the landscape of divorce which is so heavy it can drag you to the bottom of the ocean. A light hearted attitude helped me through those days of turmoil and I have quite a repertoire of hilarious incidents from my own life so I never ran out of things to chuckle about in the middle of the night.
When I did – there was always the internet – I recommend it if nothing riotous has happened to you, or perhaps you don’t remember.
Here’s a ten minute Monty Python clip of the Funniest Joke in the World – which has the Brits use a lethal joke against the Nazis on the battlefield. They run through the bombs raining down on them reciting the joke out loud in German causing the Nazis to creep out of their trenches, burst into guffaws and die laughing.
Now that I have you chuckling, think about all the ways that laughter is good for you. Physiological benefits like the lowering of blood sugar and pain as well as better functioning blood vessels are a plenty. Laughter is also apparently the glue of good marriages – oops, should have tried Laughter Yoga together.
There are plenty of experts to tell you why laughter is good for you. I know that it feels superb, if you’re laughing with someone you feel more connected to them because you’re sharing a joke, a loud laugh and if you’re laughing by yourself it’s even funnier because you’re having the best time of your life guffawing away.
This is my L post for the A to Z Challenge ( to know more click the image above) for my theme which is the Lexicon of Leaving