The gift of laughing at nothing and everything via /r/gratitude

Lately I’ve really come to love this about myself how I don’t need a reason to feel joy. The way joy rises in me without explanation, how I laugh at nothing, smile at everything. I’ve started to truly adore that about me.

Unlike others, I don’t feel like I have to chase it or search for it anymore. Somehow I’ve learned how to create it from anything and everything even from silence. It’s like breathing in color. And it’s like joy real joy the kind that bubbles up out of nowhere and makes me laugh until my stomach hurts. Sometimes it’s because my imagination went somewhere ridiculous or I caught myself thinking about something that wouldn’t make sense to anyone else but it’s hilarious to me.

I love that I can be alone and still feel full.
That I laugh often, deeply and sometimes at absolutely nothing. That I can sit with myself and feel like I’m enough not lacking, not waiting just joyfully here.

I don’t always understand it but I’m so grateful for this little magic in me this ability to feel light and full without needing anyone or anything to create it for me. I love that I’m my own company, my own comedy, my own calm. That even on hard days, there’s this steady little flame inside me that keeps flickering with joy no matter what.

I love that I can find peace in silence, giggle at the absurd and feel safe and whole just being with myself. I don’t know why I’m wired this way but it makes me feel free, like I carry my own sunshine and it never really runs out.

It’s taken me time to see it as a gift but I hold it close now especially on the days that feel heavy. Because no matter what’s going on outside, I know I carry a little light within me.
And that’s something I never want to lose.