Eye of the beholder.

My handsome brute.

That is what she call me. I never considered myself a handsome, or even good looking until I met and married her. She is so good for me, even now. The old saying "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." I am forever grateful for her eyes. 

The more I live with Sweetie, the more precious she becomes. As her ability to speak leaves her, she is still able to communicate to me. I am forever learning more of her love and care for me. 

It is in the way she wants to always hold my hand, be close to me, sitting on the couch. She can't stand still if I'm not sitting with her. She will pace the floor waiting for me to finish whatever it is I'm doing, to sit and be with her. 

I know it is a part of the disease, the need to be close to me. So, why can it not be counted as a blessing. We are together, in it for the long run, so why not find joy in it?

Wednesday

 

Better settle in to the fact, sleeping in isn't for her anymore. She is up again, and I, of course, have to adjust my schedule to hers. Often wonder, who is in control here. 

After our morning routine, I got something extra to do. A buyer wants to come look at Tweety, so while Sweetie is still enjoying her breakfast, I can get the 'vette out of the garage and inspect and polish her some more. 

That done, back into the house and to get us ready for the day. A day of golf, sunshine, and togetherness. 

Back home, lunch done, I get the car out and put it on display, waiting for the buyer. And if this doesn't surprise you, he didn't come by, didn't even message me to let me know. 

Not surprised, put Tweety back in the garage, headed across town to son's house to get needed documents for another car problem. Seems that cars and problems are monopolizing my time lately. As that is concerned, I'll be glad when it is all over. 

After we got home, and ready for the end of the day to arrive, we finished in good form. A good day all in all. 

It seems that the scenery is pleasing to the eye as we head down the Road to Dementia Town. A stop here and there, to stretch our legs, have a bit to eat, and just enjoy the day. Back in the car, smiles on our faces, Driver behind the wheel, down the road we go, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.