Life goes on.

Tucson 2012

The old saying, "Life goes on." can be just that a saying, because life does goes on. Like everyone, we never know when we are going to hit that final stop sign, or how it is going to end. Euphuisms have funny sayings, and yet they never seem to come true. With Sweetie and me, life is going on, and we are in the boat of life, without a safe harbor in sight. 

I guess I'm a little down, and I shouldn't be. We had a good day yesterday. Saturday was our shower day, and it was good. Sweetie is resisting getting her hair washed, and I'm so glad that I cut most of it off. Love the pixie cut. It is so much more easier for me to take care of her. She is loosing her ability to brush her teeth, and I still make attempts to get her to brush. So far, she hasn't forgotten completely. 

It was suggested that I try giving her suppositories' to get her bowels to move. That didn't work out so well. She first cried when I tried to put one in, and then pushed it out. I haven't given up, just will try to find a different way of inserting the suppository. It seems that every time I think I've found a food that produces the desired effect, that the next time, it doesn't work. Oh well, life goes on. 

Yes it does, and my Driver is over in the corner, giggling. He knows that today, I've got it, but will I remember it tomorrow? These life lessons seem to be written in the sand, and when the tide rise, and washes them away, I have to learn them all over again. That is why Driver is my Driver. He knows I forget once the day is done. For I have to turn to Him time and time again. Always surrendering to His desire and direction, as we caravan down the Road to Dementia Town. A parade of cars with their Shiny Sides up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.