Pictures are meant to.....

Life was good. 

So glad I never took pictures of us when we were not in a good place. By that very idea, pictures are meant to reflect times of beauty, togetherness, loving moments. Times that I think will remind me of the good times, the rich times, times that words won't describe. Like this one. We were on a vacation trip back to California, where some much of our lives had been lived. We went, and did all the same things year after year, yet they never seemed to grow tiresome. It seemed that those special days were being imprinted on my heart for times such as these. Even when I went back by myself, I did those very same things alone, visited the same places, alone, and yet I wasn't alone. Sweetie was with me, every step of the way, every wave that I watched, with each grain of sand in my shoes, Sweetie was with me. 

As she is with me now. Her body and mind are failing, she is getting thinner and thinner, and I can see and hear in her voice how weak it is getting. When she talks to me, I have to strain to hear her, lean over and put my ear to her mouth. The words may not make any sense, it is the sound of her voice, her words, and the simple fact they are meant for me. Addressed to me, I am who she is talking to, and I must hear her voice. 

The only voice that is more important to me, is that of my Driver. He knows what I am feeling and can put an ease to my emotions. It is with courage that I get into the car each morning, to ride with Him, to listen to His wisdom, to prepare myself for the day ahead. I now only look to this day, and that is all. Sure, I can look for days down the road, but it is today that has the Easter Eggs hidden along the way. He will be there showing me where to look, and see how each is designed for those special moments. So, off we go, down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. Will I see you on that Road to Dementia Town? Keeping your Shiny Side Up? I hope so, until then, TTFN, Love Ya and God Bless.