My most favorite thing...

On the edge of the continent.

Making our footprints in the sand. And like that, the waves come in and it is as if we were never their. Live life like there is no tomorrow. That sounds good on paper, it isn't. For tomorrow always seems to find me. Even though it has changed it's name to today, it is still tomorrow. There are times when I wish tomorrow wouldn't come, times that seem unbearable, times of loneliness. As a caregiver, a husband and friend, those of you who are on this road with me, know what I'm talking about. 

Not everyone knows, it is like looking at a display in a window, and not being able to touch it, or hear a muffled sound from the opposite side of the glass. On lookers may see, but they don't know. No matter how much they say encouraging phrases, they still don't know about the cracks, and parts that have chipped away at my heart. 

 My life isn't filled with special effects, what goes on is real. There are real heart breaks, and times of joy. Yesterday was one of those days. It was shower day, and it was a struggle at first, then she calmed down, and allowed me to do my most favorite thing that lovers can do, I washed her naked body. Here I am able to caress her while I wash her, hold her as I rinse her off, then help her out of the shower, and dry her off.  

I've expressed the joy of walking in the neighborhood. Well, the other foot has come down, on a sticker, a goat head, in the carpet. The little hitchhikers that come off the shoe and into the carpet. They don't vacuum up and just sit and wait. I like to go barefoot, or wear just socks, and those lil devils get me every time. Going to have to start an entry inspection of the shoes when we come back.

Driver is smiling at me. Says those stickers are a part of like. Just a moment of inconvenience and it is over. As the miles go by and the scenery changes, there are changes, and stepping on a goat head just a reminder that painful surprises are part of life. My job is to keep Sweetie's life in prospective with what I know she is going through, for I am going through it with her. For it is the three of us, driving down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.