Love was in bloom.

Sweetie was an elephant person, loved the baby.

The other day, when I was sharing at the support meeting, I told them how much I've learned to love Sweetie as she slides her way down the Dementia slide. I don't think I would of found this love if she had been healthy. 

The change in the whole dynamics of our relationship has been astounding. With me carrying the whole earthly responsibilities for us, and surrendering to the fact that she cannot contribute anything that will relieve me of any of this has left me in a position of a servant.  

I'm here now to take care of, to insure that, and encourage her. To make sure she lives the best she can, while I can take care of her the best I can. 

Saturday

Lady #1 is here, and she and Sweetie are renewing their friendship. It was the greatest thing for us that we met her awhile back. Sweetie has someone that truly cares for her, and I have someone to talk to, that can talk back with words that make sense. 

Looking for a good day on the course, and empty of care about Sweetie, I'm off. 

See the teaching pro on the driving range, I head over to see what happened yesterday, why the no show. He was delayed at a tournament he was playing in and then the traffic caused him more delay. He offered to refund my money on the spot. 

I told him that I was a reasonable person, and it was OK, and we could re-schedule the lesson. He how about now, OK, and got my lesson in. Setting up a one a month with him. I like his style of teaching. 

Played a round after the lesson, had only one bad hole, did get a birdy on the par 5 hole. So, all in all, had a good round. 

When I got home, Sweetie was sitting at the table, she saw me, and walk right over to me, hugged me, and had a tear in her eye, she missed me. 

That feeling of love stayed with her for the rest of the day. Walking the mall, home, our 5 o'clock meeting, dinner and dessert, and bed time. Love was in bloom last night. 

Driver did it again. Another day on the Road to Dementia Town, without a single bump, buzz, or crackle as we went, so it was easy to Keep Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.