A good day "Plus".

She makes me smile.

It is different everyday, yet at the same time it is always the same. As I put Sweetie first in my heart, and let the rest move, fall, or twist where they will. As long as I remember that she is the one that I love and care for, as long as I remember our wedding vows, and that I will never be given more than I can handle, I'll make it through this day, and the next until I won't have to carry this burden any longer. 

She isn't a burden that I dreg, it is a task of love. For all those years she stuck with me, letting me play out my idea of what the good life was all about, she was there. 

When we moved from California to New Mexico, it tore her heart out to leave her children there and to start over again anew, alone, with me. She was there. 

With all the toil and troubles we went through, when it seemed like we were going to crash and burn, she stood by me. For all those times that seemed wasted, she was there. 

So, now that she can no longer do that which she did for me, I am there for her. The scales will never be equal, for I owe her so much more than what she gave me, I will give until there isn't anymore to give, because she was there for me, when I wasn't for her. She was there for us when the "us" was in jeopardy. These are just some of the reasons why I am now here for her. 

Wednesday

It is the first full day that we now have Tweety back from the shop. I want to drive the wheels off of her. Secretly wanting, hoping that Sweetie will want to stay home, so I can be alone with Tweety, I get her up and we prepare for the day.

At first, she doesn't seem too willing to leave the house, and I nudge her that way. I continue on my preparing to head out, and keep nudging her in the "stay at home" mode. 

It didn't work, because she wanted to be with me today. So, I got Tweety out so she could get in easily, and was ready for us to get going. 

To the course, finished, then to the mall and our walk about, and home. 

Later in the afternoon, I suggested that we go for a ride and got ready. Thought we needed to put some gas in her tank, and headed for Costco. Waiting in line, and when it was our turn to get to the pump, I couldn't figure out how to open the tank cover. No pull this, no push that inside of the car, couldn't see just how to open the door, so we pulled out, parked, and got out the owners manual. There it was, the instructions, push in the cover and it will pop open. Easy, when you know what you're doing. 

Back in line to get gas again, and Sweetie is just sitting there next to me, holding my hand, and taking it all in stride. There are times when she is just a trooper. Hangs in there, doesn't seem to get flustered. She is so good for me. 

As we arrive back home again, she is showing some wear for the day, and heads for the bedroom and laydown to get some rest. 

Today was a good day "Plus". Driver hit all the signals green, wasn't surprised by other drivers pulling out in front of us, or being cut off. He just keep us moving Down the Road to Dementia Town as we kept Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.