The Most Important Thing I learned from a Flamingo

Flamingos are graceful often over-looked creatures in nature. After all, we're only reminded of them when we see kitschy lawn decor or the intro to Miami Vice.

But this weekend I had a different response at the sight of a flamingo: I laughed. And it was then that I dwarfed in age. I found myself splayed on the cold kitchen floor, after a unsophisticated tumble out of the kitchen chair. It was at that moment I had flown back in time. I regressed into childhood--a time when we laughed so hard it didn't matter who was watching. The laughs came from the gut. And the slight pain that resurfaced each time we moved our small fragile waists, we were reminded of what put the pain there in the first place--the silly flamingo.

So the all-important lesson I learned from the Flamingo was to laugh again--the wholehearted, unabashed laugh. I hope you find the same joy I did. Enjoy your holiday! (Erm--I mean, post-holiday.) And leave a comment. I want to know I wasn't the only person who ended up in stitches on the floor.



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