Taken By Laughter

The picture of you sitting on a bright orange seat, across from Grammy, mimicking her.  “Deep,” you said, repeating your best impression of her as she offered an impression of someone else.  You were so tickled, so taken by something that made you laugh, that held you like a loving embrace, that wouldn’t let you go for a long minute.

I was there, next to you, taken by your laughter.  And it was the highlight of the day.  Remembering it makes me thankful because the whole thing comes right back in my ear and in my eye.  You curling up in stitches.

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