So, in accordance with my blogging plan, (see here), this week’s post should be “fun”.  What could be more fun than talking about love??

I’m a very serious person by nature. Those of you who know me now might not believe this (…or maybe you do!).  I remember a time in college when a friend told me I really needed to laugh. Not laugh “more”. But laugh…just laugh.

Then, I met Alex.  Oh, how his sparkling blue eyes and grin immediately captivated me. Not in a Disney Princess “let’s-run-off-right-now-together” sort of way, but rather in a “this-is-my-new-best-friend” kind of way.  We met for five quick minutes at a wedding reception where we learned that we lived 500 miles apart.

The distance did not deter him.  He found my email (yes, email…so primitive!) online at OSU. I had actually written it down for him, but he couldn’t read my awful handwriting. We started writing regularly.  It wasn’t long before I decided to drive up to his city.  Of course, this was SOLEY to seek out graduate programs and had NOTHING to do with a pair of blue eyes.

We had our first date that weekend.  He was performing in a talent show and I went to watch him.  He did a comedy routine. It was hilarious.  I laughed hysterically.  Unfortunately, no one else did.  I learned later that he wasn’t actually trying to be funny. He was trying to create a sort of awkward silence to lead into a following act. I didn’t know it at the time. I just knew I loved hearing him speak, and even his “dad” jokes made me laugh.

Fast forward 17 years and many ups and downs. I get stressed and anxious. There are some days when I forget to laugh.  But this never lasts for long. My very best friend always finds some way to make me laugh again.

“If love is the treasure, laughter is the key.”
Yakov Smirnoff