But did it help? There is a lot of Jewish humor that came out of the Holocaust. If we can laugh in the adversity of that then there is hope.
Like I said, it didn’t help...except for those few moments when I was taken from my misery into laughter (in which I was very grateful for).
Then I went back to my misery. They kept it up and I was not lost in misery 100% of the time.
Long story short.....my bff kept bringing up the “incident” where Kitty scratched her daughter. We told her Kitty was mean and don’t even try to pet her, but as a little girl who loves animals, she could not help herself.
She came out of my bedroom holding her arm. We asked her if Kitty scratched her, she replied NO...and stuck to it.
She later told her mom Kitty did scratch her. We still laugh about it to this day!
And that was eons ago!! Even Casey (bff’s daughter) still brings it up!
BTW, when Kitty died, little Casey cried for days. She knew how much that cat meant to me. Now we all bring up the “Kitty did not scratch me” story and laugh!