Blessing on a Phone Call.

Happier Days.

Called a friend of mine from our support group yesterday. We met at the Rehab Center where I preach once a month. I've known John for a number of years now. He is the one that God put into my life and the source of me joining my Alzheimer's support group. It was one of those, prompting calls. It was a voice in the back of my head, just a whisper, saying give him a call. I was so glade I did. 

John's wife is in the Rehab Center and it is on locked down. John's wife has been there many years and he goes to be with her everyday. As we were talking, I could tell he was in pain because he couldn't see his wife. And just like that I realized how lucky I am to have Sweetie here with me. 

Out of selfish reasons, there are times when I wished I could put her in a facility so I could have my free and easy lifestyle. So that I could enjoy doing what I'd like to do without being held back with the responsibilities of taking care of her. Sometimes it gets so frustrating. Then, I talked to John. 

I figure that life isn't what I want, or filling it full of selfish desires. I'd already did that in my youth. Now is the time of dedication to taking care of the one who has bared the blunt of my selfishness. I've found out the more I tell Sweetie "I love you", the more I mean it. In our youth, it was a way to get sex, now it is away to support her, to be gentle with her, to care for her without hesitation. Not because it is my job, yet it is, it's because I do love her. 

Speaking of love, the author of my love is coming this way. Driver has a surprised look on His face. Yea, I finally get it. It's love, poured out, love showered upon, love soaked through and through. I've been marinating in it long enough and to the point where it is now just a natural way of living. He's smiling now, as we head out the door, into the passenger seat, and down the Road to Dementia Town we go. Gosh, it is good to see Driver chuckling to Himself as He starts the car. Look out world, we on the way, as always, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. One phone call, one great big Easter Egg. Tell me, when was the last phone call you made? Think about it as you drive on down the Road to your Dementia Town, Keeping your Shiny Side Up. Love Ya All, God Bless.