Like a good wine, aged Kisses better with time

Kiss.

Not the youthful kiss of passion, it is now a kiss of love over the years. Now it is the eyes, that look at me with a knowledge that we are together. I feel that the love and passion that we had has morphed into that senior love of the ages. It is when she doesn't know who she is or where she is that the love language of fear comes out. It is the language of the heart, eyes, and words. It is then I get her "I love you." I know she means it, and I cherish those words when ever I hear them. 

Sweetie was up earlier then normal and when I heard her, I went up and greeted her. It was different for me to be there and to help her. She is still pretty good at getting up and finding me. There are mornings that she can dress herself fairly well. There are still the mornings that she wants to wear two pairs of jeans, only the jeans that bother me. If she puts two shirts on, that's OK, because she gets cold easily. Strange how it can be 85 or 90 degrees outside, and she is cold walking around in the heat. I keep her lite coat handy for those times. 

Today is Memorial Day, Day of Remembrance, of those who fought and as the saying goes, to those who served, "All gave some, and some gave their all." I come from a long line of men who served proudly. From the memory of the Grandfather, Uncle, Father, and my brother, who was awarded the Bronze Star for saving a fellow soldier under fire. Sweetie's father was a Master Chief during WWII, two of her brothers served, one a marine in county in Viet Nam, the other, like myself, a Navy Vet. Our grandson, who is currently serving in the Navy, I'd like to take time to honor all our vets. No matter where our loved ones served, to take up arms and be willing to stand in harms way, thank you.

We have a special day planned and we are going to spend most of it with the "Boys." Son, wife, and 3 grandsons. Getting BBQ from a local restaurant, curbside pickup, and just enjoy as much of the day as we can. Sweetie can't join in, so she will do her thing, and I'll spend as much time needed to help her. She is the measurement of when it is time to leave. 

Last night, after she had finished her dinner, and I went back for seconds, she wanted more. As she was eating, I have to coach her on taking the food on her fork and putting it into her mouth. Otherwise, she will keep trying to put more food on the fork and some will fall off, and she starts all over again. I also started to feed her, and she was very willing to let me do this. So, it appears that I'll soon be feeding her as that ability to feed herself is slipping away. 

I don't know how much traffic will be on the road today, I'm sure Driver has planned a route that has little traffic on it. I just hate traffic jams and so does my Driver. It is time to head out the door, as see just where we go as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town. It seems that we'll be heading for some new and unknown countryside today. I'm not worried because I know my Driver knows where we are going and how to get there. We are the one with the passenger with the cool sunglasses on and our Shiny Side Up. May your day be full of Easter Eggs as you to travel your route on your way to Dementia Town, Keeping your Shiny Side Up. Take Care, Love Ya, and God Bless.