Digging through some papers just now, I stumbled across my "list". You know, "what do you want in a guy?" Blah. Blah. Blah. One thing on my list is to find someone who makes me soul-laugh.
Soul-laughing is that uncontrollable, stop what you're doing, try to quit crying, and if you're lucky, keep breathing kind of laugh. Mine end up silent somehow. It's like I can't get enough air in to create a sound.
I came close to having a soul-laugh yesterday. I was at choir practice and my voice kept cracking in this one spot and I felt like a junior high kid. The third time I just started laughing, which got Nancy started and she didn't even know what she was laughing about. That's the beauty of soul-laughing.
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Dang! I wish I had been in that soul laughing!
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