Thursday, October 15, 2020

Change.

Disneyland.

Disneyland, Knott's Berry, or any amusement park was always a bittersweet time for us. Sweetie gets motion sickness, and will only go on the kiddy rides. Me, I'm the other way, the more twist, turns, bumps, air in a ride the more I like it. I always felt I never got my monies worth because of the fact I'd be alone on the rides, and Sweetie would enjoy the wandering about. 

Funny isn't it? Even now, my devotion is to her health and safety. I've given up a lot of my golden years to make sure she is safe. That she is well taken care of, and the only person that can do the best and right job is me. I know her, I've learned to talk to her, to make sure she doesn't get lost, that she gets fed, gets showered, gets to bed and awakes to the new day. 

Sometimes, I think of the visual of a man with his old and dearest pet, and every where he goes, the pet comes with him. And then again, the song "He's not heavy, He's my brother." applies here. For Sweetie isn't heavy, for she is my wife, my lover, my everything. I am so wrapped up in taking care of her, that I know nothing else. 

Yesterday, after I got her up, and we started our morning routine, she just had to go back to bed. Next thing I knew she was asleep, and she slept for sometime. Which is new for her. Sometimes I wonder if she is getting enough sleep. When she lays down for a nap, I'll sneak into the room and check on her. She is usually just laying there, with eyes half open, resting. Then I wait until she is either bored or ready to get going again. 

This morning, we are going to a different golf course on the other side of town. Tried it last week, and the change was nice. I'm thinking of making it a permanent change. Just enough change that will make it better. Still the same for Sweetie, she rides in the cart, walks on the tee and green with me. 

Change is something that my Driver is all about. He is the same today, yesterday, and tomorrow, yet at the same time He isn't. He sees the changes coming and helps me through them. There always seems to be an Easter Egg when we get through the changes. Changes are a part of life, and with each change comes a new tool to help handle the problems of life. Driver is there to show me how to properly use those new tools. Speaking of which, time to get into the car with Him, to motor down the Road to Dementia Town, leading the caravan full of cars that have their Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.   
 

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