Sometimes progress is hard.
And throwing myself on the floor in a virtual old-fashioned wail of a temper tantrum.
And sitting in silence because there … are … no … words.
And venting the emotion that won’t be exhausted no matter how much I hash it out. Again and again and again.
But sometimes, oh hallelujah! Laughter is progress.
Realizing I’m no longer who I was. Realizing God was working in me — and loving me — when I was who I was back then.
Realizing letting go … and saying no … and believing I’m right no matter what someone else might be thinking … can be the very best choice.
Laughter is my favorite sound … but I love it even more now that I embrace it as a sign of progress.
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