The Best Medicine

"Laughter is the spark of the soul." -- Unknown

Last night I dreamed of laughter. It was a dream with no plot, no protagonist, certainly no antagonist - nothing more than scenes of people in my life whose laughter I love and have loved. The scenes made me smile, but I woke with a tear because many of those in my dream are no longer with me.

I always knew how I loved the sounds of their laughter - deep and throaty, soft and giggly, or hearty and boisterous. I am often aware of how I miss "the spark of their soul." But the dream was a reminder to enjoy and appreciate more, the laughter of those still with me.