I learn from my yesterdays.

My Lover.

Writing this blog forces me to remember just 24 hours ago. Do you know how hard that is. Before, I wouldn't think about the yesterdays of my life. Why should I? They are yesterdays, not todays or tomorrows. Yesterdays are the past, and there isn't anything I can do to change them. 

So, why talk about them? The answer is simple, they are where the memories live. Fresh memories, not the dusty ones from years past, these are new ones. I can still feel the warmth of the  sun, see the flowers, and remember the smells, touch, and joy of those days.

It is here I can look back, see what happened, how I responded to it, and learn from it. Here is where, in the yesterdays, wisdom lives. For without the yesterdays, there isn't any learning. For I learn from my yesterdays. 

Friday

Friday was a sleep day for Sweetie. She seemed to be sleeping well as I was watching her. Even to the point of her being awake when I went to get her. 

She seemed to be in good spirits, and all went well for the morning. 

It was when we came home that her wanting to sleep came about. By the way she was acting, it seemed that she didn't get a good night sleep as I thought she had. She just wanted to sleep, and so I let her. 

Not wanting her to sleep all day, I got her up to get her to go walking. Checking her before we left, and found her bowels had been busy. I was so happy that I checked her before we left. It was bad enough, but if she would of sat, walked, and sat again, what a mess I avoided. 

After dinner, we went to our Friday meeting. It is a special birthday meeting. On the last Friday of the month, we have a birthday party, for those who had one during the month. Because of Covid, we didn't have any. So it was catch up time. 

There were so many people there that we hadn't seen in the past year it was great. Sweetie was just beaming, because of her greetings, and hugs, I could tell she was just having a wonderful time. 

After the cake and ice cream was be passed out, I had to feed it to her. She was more then willing to let me do it for her. She ate it all. It was such a good time for both of us. 

When we got home, we went straight to bed, said our prayers and to sleep we went. 

There were times of tricky switchback curves today while we were on the Road to Dementia. Driver handled them so skillfully. I remember the fun days, pre seatbelts, sliding from one side of the car to the other when we were on curvy roads. Driver was so good handling these curves that we barely moved. That way we could Keep our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.