Grabbed a handful of hair.

3yrs ago, on our way to Hawaii

Thank you for all of the birthday wishes, my mugging for them worked. For the most of the day, it was a good day. During the day, I would tell Sweetie that it was my birthday, and she would just light up, and smile, wishing me a happy birthday and then it would fade. I have a picture on my phone, for some reason it didn't download to my computer so I can't show it. 

I feel blessed because of some of the things that others are going through with their LOs. I don't have the battle over finances, caregivers, and all the ins and outs of that can cause problems while caring for LO. I have a son and DIL that are welcoming, engaging, and loving. The others, well, we're working on building those relationships. I am the sole caregiver in Sweetie's life and when I feel sorry for myself, it is but a fleeting moment. 

I had a reminder of what it was like while I was drinking. My DIL and I have become best buds, and I asked her, what was the difference, what was the switch in our relationship? Her reply was simple, my drinking. Oh how true that statement was. Sobriety, emotional sobriety, has been the grace that makes things, for me, move easily. 

I did something that, at first scared me, but I became so adamite, I did it anyway. I cut Sweetie's hair. I have been talking to her about doing it, and when we got out of the shower, she sat down in the chair and let me go at it. Grabbed a handful of hair, and wacked it. It came out looking "cute" and she is happy with it. The surprise is how calmly she sat as I cut her hair. She now has some curl in her hair now that it isn't being weighed down by its length. She looks so much better, and younger, too. 

Better and younger, that isn't what I feel, I'd say refreshed. Yea, that is the feeling I get when I'm out riding with my Driver as we go through the hills and dells on the Road to Dementia Town. He knows about fear, and how it can destroy everything. Like my fear of giving Sweetie her haircut. He takes my fear and turns it into rainbows. He can point out the deer at the side of the road, and show me peace. That is the refreshing part of our daily drives. OK, out from behind the keyboard, into that shiny car, and down the Road to Dementia Town we go. Cruising, with our Shiny Side Up. May you see things that refresh you as you travel your Road to Dementia Town, remembering to Keep Your Shiny Side Up. Take care the day, Love Ya, and God Bless.