Laughter really is the best medicine …

I can’t tell you how many times I ‘ve heard that over the course of my life and I’m pretty sure you’ve probably heard it more than a few times, too. Laughing has never been a problem for me, I’m blessed with a pretty good sense of humour and it’s stood me in good stead over the years.

Being able to laugh, especially at myself, has helped me get through the ups and downs that are part and parcel of all of our lives and I’m grateful for that. But it was when my mother passed away that I learned that it’s okay to smile and even chuckle during the most solemn of occasions.

After my mother’s funeral, the Rabbi came to the shiva to lead the evening prayer. When he was done, not Continue reading

Day 213. Positive Outlook

It’s so interesting.  Yesterday I wrote about how I refused to let a bunch of cranky people ruin my day.  This morning I decided to read a magazine I found inserted in roseglassesthe newspaper the other day.  It’s one I’m familiar with, already.  It’s called Tonic and it’s all about living well.  As in living healthy.

They write about yoga and natural remedies, nutrition, fitness and all that good stuff.  That’s so good for us.  You know.

Anyway, don’t they have an article in there about the benefits of optimism.  Positive thinking.  I kid you not.  Talk about timing.  Bizarre, isn’t it?  Coming the day after I decided to ignore the nastiness around me, and keep a smile on my face; and in my heart.

Of course I read the story.

I’ve always been a positive person.  I really have always tried to see the bright side.  To believe everything works Continue reading