11/24/20

This is my Sweetie.

How could I not love her? Just look at that face, that smile, those eyes. She is my world. Even today, when the smile isn't as bright, the eyes, not so shiny, and the face not so full, she is my love. 

My love, people see that when we are out. I've been told time and time again, how much they enjoy the way I treat her, that my love for her just shines through all that we are going through. I am humbled when people tell me that, that I'm an example of what love looks like. I can see that same love when we play golf with other couples, and they are the people I would rather be around. 

As I get myself ready for the coming Thanksgiving, I cannot let the pressure of the family gathering grow inside of me. I am hoping for a good time, hoping that I won't be totally responsible for Sweetie, hoping that her daughter might try to talk to her. Who am I kidding, I am the only one who knows her, what she needs, and how to take care of her. She will sit next to me, hold my hand, and be scared out of her mind. 

I think the room will be a cacophony of noise, and she will need to be near me. I wonder if someone might think that Dementia is something that you can catch. Everyone is so defensive today with the Corona Virus floating around. Or am I being too sensitive?

Yesterday was a good day. Because it was gloomy outside, I turned on most of the lights in the house. At least Sweetie wouldn't be brought down by what is outside. It was a wet morning for her, so it became a early laundry day for us. Plus it was a short grocery shopping day. 

My portion for the Thanksgiving dinner is to bring the sparkling grape juice. As we drove to our favorite Walmart, I was watching the other stores as we drove by. Long lines, because of the lockdown and I was worried about standing in a long line, in the cool weather, with Sweetie. I decided not to do that and headed for our little Neighborhood Walmart grocery store. 

Amazingly, there wasn't a line. It was a wee bit crowded with a good mix of shoppers and employees. I've been using my smart phone's notepad to make a shopping list, and this time I suck to it. Got what was on the list, and got home. 

I've been buying the pieces of chocolate cake for our dessert. It is big enough to cut into quarters, and have it for two nights. Just enough to satisfy my sweet tooth and Sweetie can still eat it by herself. 

My Driver knows about the sweet things in life. He also knows how special it is to enjoy it with one that you love. So, I'm sure, He is enjoying watching us enjoy those little Easter Eggs we collect along the way. Life will make turns you don't expect, and where ever they lead, I can always depend on certain things. One, my Driver know where we are going, and if I look hard enough, there are Easter Eggs to be found. As we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.