The blessings?

Sweetie and her tree.

Sweetie loves trees and just about anything that is green and growing. When we first bought our home, it was the view across the Rio Grande, of the Sandia mountains that was outstanding. She wanted trees, and I didn't, as you can see who won that argument. We still have a view, not as much as I would prefer. As I sit here next to the window, there is quite a spectacular view of the mountains framed between trees. 

As the trees grow, it makes the view that much better. If I want to see more, all I have to do is go outside and get between the trees and there it is, in its full grandeur, the New Mexico mountains of the Sandia's and Mountaineer. 

I get to watch the sun move north and south up and down the mountains as the seasons change. Right now, when the sun comes up, it comes up so far south, it is almost off the Sandia's. Soon, it will reach its low point, and begin its trek north. Back to shining into my room, and lighting up the gloom. 

When the sun comes north this year, what will come with it. How much will Sweetie decline next year? Will that be the year I put her in a faciality? Or will it be I'll keep her home with me and bring in help? These are the questions that I have to face, not yet, but put the old gray matter to work in the background of my mind. There it can work on a solution and feed me information as needed. 

Our day was interesting to say the least. We went through our normal morning of waking, and trying to get her to eat something for breakfast. She ate about half her cereal, and drank her ensure. I think I'm going to start giving her not as much cereal and more Ensure to supply her nutrition. 

Then up to brush our teeth and get ready for the day. One of our things is I shave her chin and so far I don't have any real problems doing it, and she cooperates with me getting it done. I worry about when she won't let me do this simple service for her. I just cannot image her with a goatee. 

I'm struggling with her and brushing her teeth. She'll get started and then stop, act as if she is in pain, and stop brushing. I've tried getting her to brush with and without tooth paste, and that didn't help. I just worry about her dental health. The men in my support group, say that it is normal, they all have been through this stage. 

Had some difficulty at the golf course yesterday. Things were going fine, until the last hole. Sweetie wanted to stay in the cart when I was teeing off, not normal. Hit a great shot, par 3, and was on the green. When I went back to the cart, she was wanting to go, and I knew Mr. Sundowners was waking up early. I had to stop her from wondering around the course and trying to talk to everyone. I got her back to the car, gave her a dose of CBD, and in about a half hour she was coming back to me. It seems that I need to give her her balance medicine more and more these days. What a blessing Hemp Oil has been for us. 

Blessings, isn't that what life is for, being blessed. Just what are they, the blessings? As my Driver puts it, they are seeing the beauty of a sunrise, or sunset. Finding an answer that seems to come out of nowhere, and at the same time being able to say, "Thank you Lord." for that idea or solution, or that friend that shows up and an unexpected time just when you need it. For me, it is something as physical as Hemp Oil. For it allows us to have somewhat of a normal life. The simple fact of waking up and going asleep and the hours in-between. The simple stuff that my Driver shows me as we travel the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.