Slap on the back of the head.

5/24 hole #4 tee. 

I have neglected to up date our photos, and so here is another updated one. I had my golf partner take this of us. Something interesting about Sweetie's shirt. It is her Maui shirt. I put it on her all the time, it helps me remember that last vacation we had in Hawaii. 

I was reading this morning, in one of my meditation books, about self pity. How it cloaks itself in other emotions. It can show as anger, self depicting yourself, and resentment. Self pity can re-direct itself, to make you feel better about being sorry for yourself, and gives reasons to continue to act that way. 

I think I've been getting that way, putting on the smile, greeting people with up lifting sayings, while all the time, knowing that it isn't true. This morning's reading was a slap on the back of the head. 

Monday

I was in for a surprise. Sweetie was up 2 hours earlier than normal. Not only up, but active. I got her and did our morning thing. And with a shot of happy medicine, got her back to bed. 

It was there I found that she had gotten two glasses of milk and spilled some on the bed stand. Just more evidence that she is getting active while I'm not with her. Also found the PB&J sandwich on a shelf, covered with a piece of paper. I've heard of some of the crazy behaviors, and it looks like we're well on our way to getting more of them. 

Lets change direction here. When I got her up the second time, there was that great smile on her face, evidence that it just might be a good day. 

On second thought, maybe not. Because when she was done with her breakfast, she headed back to bed. At this point, I was thinking about doing that which didn't pan out so well last time, going without her. 

As I was getting ready to go, I went in to check on her, and she was awake, and wanted to go with me. From that point on, it was a bird singing, sun shining day. It even ended well, with me back in bed with my Sweetie. 

When it seems that the winds are blowing and the clouds are covering the sun, it is then that Driver will reassure me that not all days are stormy days. And the second lesson I need to remember, is the sun will always shine after the storm. Lessons that are often forgotten in the pitch of the storm. Lessons to remember as we travel down the Road to Dementia Town, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv ya, and God bless.