Not funny ha, ha, just a little funny.

I have felt overly sentimental with the death of my Grandmother, a feeling I don’t deal with well. But, a constant is now gone. It seems odd to me that I am being so emotional about a woman who never was. She was the funny one, the fun one, and those of us in the family who are funny, and we know who we are, got it from her. She showed us how to laugh out loud and taught us how to laugh with others as well as at ourselves. I just can’t laugh today off because I realize how much more I am like her than not.

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