Laughter is the Best Medicine

"One doesn't stop laughing because they grow old, they grow old because they stop laughing." (Michael Pritchard) When one recalls the best of memories, they all include laughter. Laughing is healthy, releases tension on your forehead, and above all feels good. I do a lot of it. When I used to babysit my five-year-old charge used to draw me. There was always a big toothy grin on my face. When asked about it she explained that she liked the laughing face better than the time-out-face (she then scrawled out my face in a hideous scowl). In my opinion, she was a pretty perceptive five-year-old. That is why, when asked to choose a picture, I immediately thought of the photograph I took of my dog Berkley. The irony is especially strong because my old grouch of a dog does little more than eat, sleep, and beg. He growls at the slightest thing but he too seemed to laugh when my mother and I concocted the idea of creating a doggie photo shoot to cure our boredom. Laughter is healthy, laughter is pleasant, and laughter is what I do and love.