Blessings and joys.

Sweetie and the Flamingos

I want to thank those who posted about my frustration with waiting for the conclusion to this journey we are on. That I've mentioned, or suggested something about the ending of our adventure. 

You've made me aware of how I'm sinking into a funk. What you did, is pricked me into awareness of what I is happening to me. It made me very sensitive to what my morning meditation was saying to me, that His ways are not my ways, that His thinking isn't my thinking, that my job is to take care of my Sweetie by being His agent. 

When I look back and see all the blessings and joys that Sweetie and I have been through, it seems like it is the ones that we prayed about, planned and then prayed over the plans were the best. The timing of all never seemed to happen when we wanted them to happen, there was always a waiting period before the blessings appeared. I had forgotten that. 

The 3 "P's". Pray, Plan, and Prepare. I'm in the prepare part of the P's. The hardest part of prepare is the waiting. I have to stop thinking about the future, and start living in the now. Trying to remember:

 That Yesterday is history 

Tomorrow is a mystery

And today is a present.

A gift to be lived in its wonder.

Thursday 

The days are starting to run together, same routine. Wake, wash, and breakfast. Then out to the golf course. 

Yesterday started earlier then normal. Very early, about 2 hours earlier. I hadn't finished my "stuff" yet, so I put Sweetie on the couch and turned on The Muppet Show. She will sit for hours watching it. She's happy, I'm happy and life is good. 

At the golf course, achieved my goal for the day, and my string of pars is at 7 days in a row. Sweetie was better this day then the day before. She even answered question with the knowing what she was asked and said. She was perky and was enjoying her time out. 

We went to the zoo for the first time this spring (the picture is from our outing.). She had to be reminded to where we were, and the different animals kept there. She started strong, then quickly ran out of steam. I can see it in her face, it gets set, and has stopped taking in the sights around her. That is when we enter the danger zone, the weak time and she will go down. I was thinking that I might have to get her a wheel chair when we walk around. 

The evening went fairly well. At dinner, she wasn't as eager a eater as I'd hope, but she ate quite a bit. I've now gotten to the point that when she gets up and leaves, I load her fork up with the food that has the CBD on it so when she comes back, she eats it. Now it is two times leaving and then I just clear the table and start cleaning up (BTW, red plates don't seem to help her eat more. Been using them for over a year.). 

Bed time was a challenge. For the first time in a long time, she didn't want me to sleep with her. She asked me to sleep somewhere else. Can't reason with her, so I just went to bed, and waited. Sure enough, she came in and crawled into be. I'm finding that if I act like it is no big thing, she will come to bed of her own free will and we don't get involved in a fight of wills which never leads to a good result.   

Yesterday's notes, and this morning, talking with my Driver has put a new light on the days ahead. As we get up early and have our morning coffee, we can talk about what is ahead. He will ensures me that things will be what they are to be. No matter the road conditions, we are heading in the right direction. For it is a new day on the Road to Dementia Town, as we go, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God Bless.