The bottom to bounce off.

Me and my friend.

What is it like, to live with someone that you love so much, that it hurts when you see how this disease is taking her away, slowly, piece by piece. When her speech becomes a cluttering of sounds that mean so much to her, and I can only wonder what she is saying. 

Let me ask, what is it like living with something so different, so terrible, and you wouldn't wish it on even your worse enemy? Then, as you adjust to that thing, the horrible thing, you find peace, you find love and joy. At the same time you find the bottom to bounce off of, so you can find the precious Easter Eggs that are hidden in the darkness of Dementia. 

There is a school of thought that states that our lives are predestined to what we are, and in some cases that could be true. It is what we do that may or may not continue that life line. 

I want to believe that we are lemons and we can either be sweetie lemonade, or sour juice. I'd rather be the former. It is my choice.

Thursday

It is our Bible study today, and I want to make sure that Sweetie is up and ready and willing to go. I have a goal and a plan to, hopefully, get her there. 

She is laying on her back, knees up, so when I walk in, I know she is awake. Introduction as to who I am, and then time to get her up. 

Sit up, turn, feet on the carpet. Hold her until she seems balanced, then walk her out of the bedroom and into the day. 

As we eat our breakfast, I tell her what is planned for the morning. That we are going to a Bible Study, to learn about God, to see friends, and generally talk up what the plans of the day are. 

Smiling, cheery notes in my voice as I take to her. As the time comes, I ask that question, "Would you like to come with me?". The timing is just right, the mood set, and the answer is "Yes." 

Gathering all that we need for the day, into the car, and off we go. Speeding down the Road to Dementia Town. Driver is behind the wheel, navigating the bumps, curves, and other cars on this busy highway of life. A day of Easter Eggs yet to be found, stopping and walking in the clear meadows along the day. All the time Keeping Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.