Humour.

Every difficult situation I have had in life, I have been able to find humour. When you take life with a smile and positivity, and can laugh - the difficulty starts to fade. Loss and heartache have made my eyes leak tears, but are pretty quickly tasted by a smile.

It would take someone literally 4 minutes to see that my entire family has learned this.

My sisters, my dad, and even my grandparents are always laughing. My mom turned every uncomfortable situation in to a laugh.

From losing her prosthetic breast in a public pool to her wig blowing off in a convertible, there was never embarrassment because we were laughing before we realized what had happened.

I surround myself with friends who some understand this, and those who don't - tend to eventually fade from my life.

Many friends have come and gone in my life. I learn, listen and look to see what their mission was during that part of the journey. A handful are still in my life, and we continue to laugh together.

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"People don't notice the things we do for them, until we stop doing them."

-unknown author

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I can honestly say that I give 100% to people in my life. With no regrets, and whole heartedly. Disappointment and hurt aren't strangers to my heart, but I would rather heal the wounds than say I never went to battle.

One of the best things for me when in my fight or flight mode is comedy.

I have a few favourite comedians I follow on social media and watch on days that I'm in flight mode. Laughing, really laughing. Have you heard of Frank Spadone or Angelo Tsarouchas? If not, look them up!

You know the kind of laughter where you almost have to squeeze you bladder and make a run for it before you literally pee your pants?

The kind of laughter where you're reminded how much you should be hitting the gym because your ab muscles hurt?

Interesting fact;

I worked at a gym for 5 years as membership sales coordinator and probably only actually used the gym a handful of times.

I'd rather get my "workouts" in other ways.

Back to the point;

I've been told that my turning of a situation into a laugh is a coping mechanism and that in fact, it is a flight mode.

Now, without raising my voice, I would like to debate this theory.

Or better yet, you can just head over and read Honesty. again and understand that sometimes, I will fight, by rolling my shoulders back but if humour and laughter are flight mode, then I say, Fly High my friends!

myself, my grandfather, my grandmother telling a joke, my little sister Dina - not enjoying the joke