Lava cools, cold water warms.

Favorite Christmas Picture of us.

Just had to put this picture in. It has to be at least 5 years old. It is the exact representation of how we were, Mr. and Mrs. Claus. How were we to know that such pictures would be the anchor for me and the love of life we shared. It is times like these, that give me the strength to continue taking care of her. 

We were far from the perfect couple. When we were in pre marriage counseling, the minister was worried, for our personality test showed me as an fiery personality, and she was very cool. Over the years we have become a warm puddle of water. Which is what should of happened. Lava cools, cold water warms, and we are now happy with who we have become. 

Yesterday, was another rest day for Sweetie. If there is one thing that I'm learning, is that even if she wants to sleep, she is normally aware of me being in the room. I think this is the time to start the regimentation of giving her her morning dose of Happy Medicine and letting her go back to resting. Give the CBD a chance to start working. 

I don't know if her shoulder is getting any better, I have been able to put either Ben Gay or Aspercreme on it. She is using her arm more, and wincing less. I'll take that as a sign it is working. Did I mention her ear is at it again? Red and looking angry. I've put Neosporin and a bandaid back on to protect it. I'll be so glad when it is properly healed. 

There are times, when we are in the car, that I'll look over, and she is like a statue, staring off into nothing. I know she is aware of what is going on around her, because she is tapping to the tempo of the music playing on the radio. I should be happy that she is still aware of that. Just another phase she is going into. 

More so than ever, she doesn't realize that when I pull into the garage, we are home. I have to tell her this is where we live, that she lives with me, and we are going to spend that rest of the day here. For me, it is a routine, for her it is a surprise arrival.

That is fine with me, for my Driver understands. He gives me patience to handle it all. He is there in the morning when the drive of the day begins, He is there at the mall, walking with us, and in the evening when we go to bed. He has our day already planned out, where the Easter Eggs are hidden, and will lead us to them. For it will all happen as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, keeping our Shiny Sides Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.