Laughter is the Best Medicine

Here we are, from this...

 

to this.

Our mandatory self-isolation began the other day, after we crossed the US-Canada border and the guard read aloud the conditions of self-isolation.

“Do you understand?” he solemnly intoned.

“Yes,” we replied, not daring to ask any questions. Basically, we knew what to do. Don't stop anywhere to get groceries, go straight home. We did have to gas up once, to get home, and prove to the insurance company the exact date of our entry back into Canada. Since we were coming home a month early, we needed a receipt to get a refund on our travellers' insurance. A month early means it is not spring here in Alberta.

Except for the geese flying overhead, not quite sure where to land. And the robin pair we saw as we walked down the deserted country road. Tiny pussy willows were trying to burst out. Those are the real signs of spring, right?

It's snowing lightly right now. What else can you expect for March, in Alberta?

We're warm and cozy, though, in a rural farmhouse that's not our own. We're mostly set for food, having brought all of our fridge, freezer, and pantry contents from poor Baby B (the trailer). We're eating well,just like at home.

Our children promised to bring whatever we need.

Nick's visit was the highlight of Day #3. He brought our winter boots, and an exciting cardboard carton.

We knew what was in it, but he didn't.

“OK, Terry get your phone ready,” I said, as we visited with our son, leaning out of his van from a safe distance.

Terry snapped a picture of me holding up a book from the box of ten books.

It's a book from the Chicken Soup for the Soul series. So what is the significance?

A story of mine is published in it!

Actually, it has Terry's name attached to it. Since the story had to be told from his point of view, his name appears as the author.

Laughter is the Best Medicine is for sale through Amazon, and in stores, as of April 14, 2020.

Like cold water to a weary soul is good news from a distant land. Proverbs 25:25