When did you last laugh or cry

[Pogo]

The last time I cried was when I found a dead kitten under my hedge this spring/summer.

Well, that made me tear up a smidge. Must be the old crone in me Pogo was referring to.

I wasn't thinking of you dear -- didn't even know you were here. I was actually referring to myself, the only one I'm qualified to judge.

 

[Gracie]

The last time I cried was when I found a dead kitten under my hedge this spring/summer.

Well, that made me tear up a smidge. Must be the old crone in me Pogo was referring to.

Posting about the shed, the possums, Gracie made me tear up too.

I wasn't thinking of you dear -- didn't even know you were here. I was actually referring to myself, the only one I'm qualified to judge.

I know. I was teasing.

Yes, Asclepias. Gracie was my fur daughter. It's been about 2 years and 4 months since, but I still think of her every day. Sometimes I get misty eyed, but that's about it. I cried hard twice. The day she died...and the night I told the possums. (There is a story about them..and her. But, for another time).

 

[Auld Phart]

I rarely do either. I cannot remember when I last actually laughed out loud. But I did snigger a couple of times during a comedy spoof film a while back. As for crying, the last time I cried was when my birdy died five years ago, and before that it was probably decades ago.

I laugh daily, literally. A day without laughter is wasted.

As for the other -- four years ago when my mother was on her deathbed she made me promise I wouldn't cry. The question of whether I managed to keep that promise is, to use one of her favourite words, "iffy".

I suspect though that in general as we age into the old codgers we are, those peaks and valleys of emotions flatten rather a lot. But I like to cultivate the positive. I admit, I like the endorphin rush.

four years ago when my mother was on her deathbed she made me promise I wouldn't cry.

My mother elicited the same promise from me.

so I didn't

 

[Gracie]

Post 71 is where it begins. Mark it. It will probably be another couple of years before it happens again. I can't reread it..I will pee myself again.

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[aaronleland]

I laugh ever day. Me and a coworker bust each other's balls all day, and it results in some great material.

I cry at least once a year. I found my mother dead on July 17th, and I will always cry on that day. She will always be loved.

Always try to laugh much more than you cry.

 

[Pogo]

I rarely do either. I cannot remember when I last actually laughed out loud. But I did snigger a couple of times during a comedy spoof film a while back. As for crying, the last time I cried was when my birdy died five years ago, and before that it was probably decades ago.

I laugh daily, literally. A day without laughter is wasted.

As for the other -- four years ago when my mother was on her deathbed she made me promise I wouldn't cry. The question of whether I managed to keep that promise is, to use one of her favourite words, "iffy".

I suspect though that in general as we age into the old codgers we are, those peaks and valleys of emotions flatten rather a lot. But I like to cultivate the positive. I admit, I like the endorphin rush.

four years ago when my mother was on her deathbed she made me promise I wouldn't cry.

My mother elicited the same promise from me.

so I didn't

Technically I didn't either. But I felt it rising up a few times and fought it off. Especially at the funeral where I stood up to speak for her (I was her favourite of the littter; we were very close). Then I was amazed to look up at the throng gathered there to pay their respects -- it looked like everybody in the world had come out -- on a Thursday. I think the awe of their numbers shook me back into a steady voice.

 

[Auld Phart]

Brother had a poem that had been read at my fathers, and grandmothers, funeral, but couldn't' handle it at moms funeral.

I had little problem reading it.



Think the difference was that I had flown home on leave, and had a week with dad before he passed, and he was pretty much out of it.

I was at home with mom for about 3 weeks before she passed, and was more comfortable with her passing.

 

[Delta4Embassy]

I rarely do either. I cannot remember when I last actually laughed out loud. But I did snigger a couple of times during a comedy spoof film a while back. As for crying, the last time I cried was when my birdy died five years ago, and before that it was probably decades ago.

Wasn't sad-crying but the movie "Inside Out" has me all teary-eyed. "Seven Pounds" remains the ultimate for reducing to me to tears like a little girl. Balling! Not a little sentimental tear running down my cheek but absolutely balling. Great release. No rewatch value though.

 

[skye]

I laugh often! In fact just minutes ago I was laughing so much! ..... watching a thread about comedy scenes!

Laughter is very important in my life!

 

[aaronleland]

Brother had a poem that had been read at my fathers, and grandmothers, funeral, but couldn't' handle it at moms funeral.

I had little problem reading it.



Think the difference was that I had flown home on leave, and had a week with dad before he passed, and he was pretty much out of it.

I was at home with mom for about 3 weeks before she passed, and was more comfortable with her passing.

The way it ends definitely means a lot. I was more fortunate than some. The last thing I was able to do before my mom passed was hug her, and tell her that I love her, and I didn't even know that I would find her dead the next morning. I'm extremely grateful that "I love you" was the last thing I got to say to her. I wouldn't have ended it any other way.

 

[aaronleland]

The last time I cried at a movie was while watching "Little Boy".For those unfamiliar with the premise it's about a boy trying to find a way to bring his father back from Vietnam. I was honestly crying through half of the movie.

 

[iamwhatiseem]

My father had colon cancer, they removed about 12 inches of his colon and his rectum. After the surgery, I was the first allowed in to see him. My mother wanted me to go first. It was too early.
He was in great pain, he was yelling out, no.. screaming really. Seeing my father lying there in such a weaken state was too much. I stayed with him, and eventually the pain meds controlled the pain and he became conscious.
As I left to get my mother I was not going to say what I saw and tell her he is fine and wants to see her. The moment I walked into the waiting room, saw my mother and my brother...I could not maintain composure. I literally fell against a wall and cried like a little girl. That was about 10 years ago.
Prior to that was 1980.

 

[skye]

When my Dad died....I cried for a lifetime...

I will never cry like that again.

 

[iamwhatiseem]

When my Dad died....I cried for a lifetime...

I will never cry like that again.

Yes.
I bet you repeat things he use to say, I bet you give advice to others he gave you.
In that sense, he lives still. As his father did through him.

 

[skye]

When my Dad died....I cried for a lifetime...

I will never cry like that again.

Yes.
I bet you repeat things he use to say, I bet you give advice to others he gave you.
In that sense, he lives still. As his father did through him.

Absolutely!
And the funny things he did and the jokes he used to tell us ...
He lives in my heart.

 

[iamwhatiseem]

When my Dad died....I cried for a lifetime...

I will never cry like that again.

Yes.
I bet you repeat things he use to say, I bet you give advice to others he gave you.
In that sense, he lives still. As his father did through him.

Absolutely!
And the funny things he did and the jokes he used to tell us ...
He lives in my heart.

As a man who has a daughter also, that made me feel great.
I know my daughter loves me..as well as my son. To be remembered, isn't that what we all want?

 

[skye]

When my Dad died....I cried for a lifetime...

I will never cry like that again.

Yes.
I bet you repeat things he use to say, I bet you give advice to others he gave you.
In that sense, he lives still. As his father did through him.

Absolutely!
And the funny things he did and the jokes he used to tell us ...
He lives in my heart.

As a man who has a daughter also, that made me feel great.
I know my daughter loves me..as well as my son. To be remembered, isn't that what we all want?

Exactly! That's what really matters after one is gone.

 

[Alex.]

I laugh everyday, many times at myself for my humanness or silly sense of humor. I know I laugh at things posted in this forum.

Today I was laughing at someone I was with in August I am laughing at some of the things we talked about.

There are many things which could bring a tear to my eye but for now I wish to focus on that which brings a smile.

 

[Delta4Embassy]

Laughed solid 3 or 4 minutes first time seeing this bit. Still good for a short chuckle now.