Sunday, September 10, 2006

CAN OF BEANS
Sorry, I just have to go one more round with the "Why does everyone cry except me?" question. I was at a gathering of women, all of us mothers of children with special needs. This gathering is ripe for tears, by nature of our common denominator. Some women shed a tear each time we meet. Some shed several, several times a meeting. Me? Dry as a bone. I mean I'm moved and all, even a tint of sadness at times, but no tears. I'm thinking there must be something wrong with me.
One of the best criers said that after she turned 50, she just cries all the time. Her friend told her when she felt the tears coming, to say to herself, "Can of beans." There was nothing emotional about a can of beans. They were completely uninteresting and would invoke no sentiment whatsoever. HA! I cannot imagine a can of beans without laughing now! I cannot go down the canned food aisle of the grocery store without giggling! Think about it, c'mon, beans, they're funny! See? You're smiling right now, aren't you, it's 'cause of the beans! Funny things, beans.

7 comments:

Jerri said...

You're right, Carrie. Not enough has been made of the healing powers of laughter. And now we can add beans to the things that make us laugh.

Not enough has been made of the hot gift of soup, either, but there you have it.

At truly difficult times of my life I haven't started crying for fear I could never stop. Just food for thought.

Go Mama said...

Well, turning tears into laughter is quite the gift, and you have that in spades.

(I was going to make some great play on a bean word there, but see, I ain't got the gift. YOU do.)

Laughing, crying, talking, blogging, questioning...whatever gets us through...

Jenny said...

So you can't cry, and I can't laugh. Good thing we're hanging out together at the end of the month!

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Suzy said...

Soup huh? The magic word.....

Anonymous said...

I love you

Michelle O'Neil said...

I tried thinking of beans, but then I thought of that dog on that beans commercial...you know, the one who always talks after they roll that beautiful bean footage, and that made me think of Old Yeller, and then I cried.

Love.

Fang