For 68 years I've had to roll with the punches. The ability to laugh at myself helped. So join me in the laughter.
During my 68 years I’ve battled with skunks, white-water rapids, runaway ponies, illogically plotted motorcycle routes, skis, husbands, employers, difficult co-workers, houses and a host of other experiences too many to list. Some of these battles turned out well, some not so well. But the end result always was seeing the funny side of the situation.
Over the years when I joined a group someone would mention a problem they had encountered and I would respond with a story. The story would be similar to their experience but show how I had found the humorous side. Often it helped the listener to see his or her problem in a new, more positive light.
After a while, when I joined a group, I’d hear, “She has a story for everything.” When they stopped laughing, someone inevitably would say, “You should write a book. In fact you have enough stories to write two books.”
So I did.
This is number one.