Dementia: The fly in the ointment.

This is my all time favorite picture.

How is it that I can complain and be so satisfactory happy at the same time? Think about it, I'm retired without any cares, not a single pressing need or obligation to fulfill. Home, cars, big TV, it would seem that I, we have it made. But, and the big but, is caring for Sweetie. 

That is the rub, that is the fly in the ointment. I have to keep reminding me of the promise that I made to her, way back when, we promised each other, those vows, that Spiritual contract between the 3 of us. Me, her and our God. Right now, I'd just love to put gas in Tweetie, put the clubs in the trunk, with a change of underwear and toothbrush, hit the road. To where? Can't really go anywhere these days, so that plan won't happen, and if I could, what about Sweetie? She can't go with me, she wouldn't understand what was going on, and that Sundowner Monster might show up, and spoil it all. What is a man to do? 

For that I have to go somewhere else for my answers. I am learning to enjoy that which I never dreamed possible. The simple joys of watching humming birds fight over the feeders we have outside, the joy of watching a mama dove picking up sticks for her nest. Seeing the lizards climbing up the fence. Watching the contrails of the occasional jet go over head. While at the same time, holding Sweetie's hand and pointing them out to her. This is the purpose of my life, right now, and there would be not be any joy for both of us if I'd try to fight it. This is my Easter Egg. To have a purpose that gives me joy and happiness to balance out the sorrow and frustration as I care for her. 

As I write this, "It is Well with my Soul" is playing, and how appropriate for right now. As I think about all that could be happening, this is the right place for me. Yes, it is well with my soul. 

Driver, did it again, He gave me the answer that I was needing to hear. What else does He have planned for the day? I don't know until we get back from our drive. We're going to get an early start this morning, so I'd better get going. It is a long drive to Dementia Town, and the road is full of detours and pot holes, which my Driver will navigate around. Cool sunglasses, check, maybe a cool drink, check, and into the passenger seat I slide, buckled in and ready to go. Drivers puts the car in gear and away we go, down the Road to Dementia Town, and as always Keeping our Shiny Side Up. May you have a rewarding day as you drive Down the Road to Dementia Town, keeping your Shiny Side Up. Wave as you go by, Love Ya, God Bless.