Tuesday, August 18, 2020

New every morning.

At the zoo. 

I listen to hymns as I write these post. Right now the choirs of "New every morning" is playing. I have to ask myself, just what is new this morning? What will be different? I know that Sweetie won't be waking up with all her memories, that she will want to go with me, eat with me, and sit with me until Dementia gets bored. 

As of now, we have a good schedule during the week days. Wake, breakfast, golf, lunch, a little TV, drive to the mall and walk some, home and dinner, TV and bed. The next morning, repeat. 

Somethings are getting harder to do. As an example, brushing her teeth, each morning she is a little bit harder to get her to brush. I've found that if she cannot understand the words, that being an example of what she is to do, it makes it easier for her to follow. 

I can remember the days when Mr. Sundowners would show up and she would storm around the house trying to get out, and me playing shepherd dog, keeping her in. That was before CBD and Stress lotion. I was hoping for the days when her mobility would slow down. Now, I'm so grateful that she is mobile. When I think of all the things that we can do still, what a blessing. 

Another blessing is what I found out at my support group meeting. The men that can no longer be with their wives. The isolation of the wives to prevent Covid 19 infections. I feel for them. 

My memory is fading even more with Sweetie. There are times when I'll lean over to get a kiss, and she backs away from me. It's like who are you and what are you trying todo. If I ask for a kiss, she is willing. I cannot get an impromptu kiss. 

With my Driver, there isn't any impromptu, all is known by Him. He is never surprised by what I tell Him about what has happened with Sweetie. He understands, and explains that more will be known at the end of each day. Love is the Key, and Willingness is the lock that will be opened by that key. As long as I stay willing, I will find Easter Eggs each and everyday. For it is a long journey as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. May you find those new every morning things as you travel down your Road to Dementia Town, Keeping your Shiny Side Up. Until our next meeting, Love Ya and God Bless.  

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