Disorientated.

Fall is on its way. 

I never know what I'm going to post about. It is only when I sit down, open up the blog, and put my fingers dancing across the keyboard, that the words begin to form. I'm usually finishing my first cup of coffee, have done my morning meditation, devotional readings and prayer time, then comes this. I know that somewhere there is something that I want to say about living with Sweetie. 

It seems that she is becoming more and more disorientated. When we get into the car, sometimes she gets in and buckles up, then the next time, she doesn't even know what the seat belt is. The same is when we are returning to the car from shopping, there are times she knows the car, and then again, I have to point it out to her. These changes seem so gradual that you may not notice them. 

Then there are times that just surprise me. Like yesterday on the golf course, met with another couple, and the lady asked Sweetie if she golfed. Sweetie's answer was as clear and precise. And within a few minutes it was gone.

We've progressed to pulling a chair over to the dining room side of the kitchen and having Sweetie sit in it as I prepare a meal, or am cleaning up afterwards. It is better for both of us, she doesn't have to use energy to stand, and I don't have to be worried I'll bump into her while working. Most of all, Sweetie is happy. 

I've been using the term, "You can see me." on the golf course when I get out of the cart to hit my next shot, and now I'm using it in the house. Keeping in her line of sight is very important to her. 

Keeping in my Drivers line of sight is just as important to me. I know He is the one directing my words, my thoughts, and our lives. He is there, in the car, waiting, knowing what bumps, turns, and detours are ahead. Into the car I go, got my cool sunglasses on, and Driver is there with a big smile on His face. With a roar of the engine, we're off. Down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. That you, coming around the corner, see you have your Shiny Side Up, as we caravan down the Road to Dementia Town. C'ya, Love Ya, and God Bless.