Easter Egg days.

Sweetie and her youngest daughter.

What a day, what a wonderful day yesterday was. There was smiles, twinkling in the eyes, and, yes, a small bit of conversation. What a joy to have such a day. They are so sparsely intertwined in our lives that they become gold star days, Easter Egg days. 

What was that magical formula? What was it that made that day so special? Will I be able to reproduce such a day? All these questions and more. 

What I believe is the way Sweetie wakes up in the morning, how rested she is and her behavior has nothing to do with me. I maybe more like the fly in the room, irritating her, just because. Or I'm like a sweet aroma that makes her pleasant to be around. All I can do is wait, either with anticipation of another wonderful day, or one that it will be a battle. 

As for me the Easter Egg days are my favorite, and anyone can see why. I'm hoping that we have another Easter Egg day today. We are going to have lunch with her youngest daughter, and it will be the first time we have seen her since she moved into her new place.

This is an ongoing project of making sure her daughters see her at least once a month until I can't take her out anymore. As her husband/caregiver, I feel that it is my job to be proactive with her and her children. So far, it is working. I have to remember that communication is a two way street and someone has to start the wheels moving, why not me? Anyway, we bring the pizza, and I love pizza, and because I get to order it, I always get one that is my favorite, a win/win. 

"OK, OK, I know its time." You know who that is, and He must have something special for me today, otherwise He isn't that pushy. My Driver knows what is ahead and He is excited to show me. So, off we go. Where did I leave my cool sunglasses? Oh, He has them so I'm going, Out into the sunlight, getting on my cool sunglasses, buckling in and gone. Down the Road to Dementia Town, as always, Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. My you have a exciting Easter Egg Day, as you head down the Road to Your Dementia Town and as you go, remember it always goes better when you Keep Your Shiny Side Up. Love Ya and God Bless.