Jan’s Dry Humor Warms My Heart
Laughter Is the Best Medicine for Grief
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As I walked into the kitchen, I called out to Jan, wondering where she was. “Honey, I’m home and could use some help,” I said. Jan appeared from the living room and asked what I needed.
I held up my glasses, explaining that one of the ear temples had come loose. Jan kissed me and offered to drive me to the eye store to get them fixed. During the ride, I shared that my glasses had separated while I was going home, and I worried they might fall apart entirely.
When we arrived at LensCrafters, a young woman approached me, and I showed her the problem. She immediately determined that I needed a screw to fix the issue. As she turned to get one, Jan loudly joked, “If I had known you needed to screw, we could have done that at home.”
I was initially embarrassed, but then I couldn’t help but join in her laughter. We left the store with my glasses fixed and continued to share a laugh about Jan’s funny remark.
Remembering this moment always makes me smile and reminds me of Jan’s sense of humor. Even though she’s no longer with me, I feel her love and warmth close by. Her spirit was infectious, and I am grateful to have shared my life with her.
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