I was reading something in an online journal (Slate) the other day. The author (Timothy Noah) mentioned that although there are many memoirs dealing with death and being a widow(er), there aren't any (that he knew of) that were humorous. He stated that this was probably for obvious reasons.
Maybe.
Even probably.
Yet, in the midst of my grief I laugh. I find joy and happiness and yes, even humor.
I am a Merry Widow.