Laughter may be the best medicine, but laughter shared with your best friends, that’s therapy!

Last night I had dinner with Amanda, Adam, and Landen. Memories were made as we laughed so hard we were doubled over and clenching our stomachs. I know I have mentioned Amanda numerous times, and I’m sure I will continue to write about her until all of you feel like you know her too! She’s such a big part of my life, and plays a major impact, so of course she’s going to make appearances in my blog. Today though, I want to talk about her husband Adam. I’ve known Adam for a long time, I was there to watch their love story unfold, and what a beautiful love story it is. I’ve always liked and got along with Adam, however; it’s only been recently, I’d say the last couple of years or so that I’ve really seen the true Adam, the parts of him he shields until he’s comfortable. I think we’re all like that to an extent, and in that same sense, I have really opened up and let him see my goofy and weird side. I feel very blessed to have this connection and friendship with Adam, he’s not just my best friend’s husband, he has become like a brother!

I must admit, Adam and I both picked on Amanda a little bit, but it’s okay, it’s all in good fun, & it’s the things that make her who she is, the woman that we both love, and all of us are the kind of people who laugh at ourselves.

As I get older I question why I keep my guard up around people. I’ve always been true to myself, I’ve never felt that I needed to pretend to be someone else in order to fit in, and I’ve never been afraid to do my own thing instead of following the crowd, however; when it comes to letting my hair down, showing you that inner child, because in reality, I am just a big kid at heart, I don’t really show that side to people until I feel completely comfortable with them, which can take years, case in point, Adam.  I have always admired people who are able to just completely be themselves wherever they are, they make jokes and act silly. I love weirdness, I love big goofy kids at heart, when it comes to men, that’s my weakness, that’s why I fell in love with my husband, well one of the many reasons. It’s why I connect so deeply with the close friends I have. I just love a good sense of humor. I love people who can open up and have deep and unadulterated conversations, so why can’t I be more like them?

This is something about myself that I want to work on. I want to be able to let loose more often. The few times I’ve tried, I’ve learned that I too, have the ability to make people laugh, people tend to be able to open up to me, I’ve had complete strangers come sit at my desk and talk for hours about their life struggles, and then thank me for really listening, so why am I so anxious to do the same? I need to let my inner child out, I need to start acting like my goofy self more often, because after a night like last night, I feel so refreshed, and even though I’m still stressed and worried over many issues, I am calm, I know that things will be okay, and no matter what happens in life, I can take comfort in knowing that I have the best friends in the world who can always manage to make me laugh!

Thank you, Amanda, for letting your inner child out with me yesterday as we kicked the snow, froze to death jumping my car, and laughed at your expense! Ha ha. You know I love you!!

Thank you, Adam, for being such an amazing husband to my best friend, if I had to have picked someone for her to marry, I couldn’t have found anyone better. Thank you for the laughs, the conversations, joining in on my weirdness, and becoming another brother!

Let’s all take a moment to celebrate friendships and laughter…two of life’s greatest joys!


Love & life lessons,


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