 My laughing won't stop coming. My laughing won't stop coming is what our youngest grandchild, Harlow May, said the other day when she was laughing so hard with her nanny at our house. My laughing won't stop coming. She was so out of control that she obliged us all with an explanation, not that we needed it, but some part of her wanted to say, wanted to articulate the inexplicable joy that she was experiencing, the rapture of that moment. She said, My laughing won't stop coming. And I just captured that in my mind and I wrote it down because I think she was telling us something. I think out of the mouth of babes comes amazing wisdom sometimes and I think that was a moment like that because the truth is laughter does stop coming as we age.