My hands over her naked body.

My Sweetie

Hello, it is me again. I'm here to tell you what life can do and what it can't do. Just what can it do? It can be miserable, it can be joyful, it can be lonely, and it can be full of people that make you feel fulfilled. 

What can't it do? Well, nothing. For life is what I, we, make of it. Accepting the simple fact that I am not perfect, that I cannot control anything or anyone is the biggest bit of reality that I've uncovered in these past years. I can influence, I can sway, I can put my two cents worth in, but I cannot control. 

So, I must learn that no matter what, I'll always be the learner. 

Sunday

When I went into get her up, what I found was that she was a mess. She had been into her pants, and it was evident what was going on with her. She was no longer constipated. 

I was happy that this was our hair washing morning. So, I got her up and headed for the shower, for it is just what she needs.

This is my favorite morning, for one simple reason, I get naked with my naked wife. I get to rub my hands over her naked body as I wash her, and feel the feelings of desire for her stir within me. As I wash her, and get her clean, I can daydream of times gone by of other showers that were longer than needed, and more enjoyable then now. 

For breakfast, I'm trying something different. I've been chopping up the spam into small pieces, this time, I added some tater tots to the spam. 

Putting the tots in first (5 this time to see how it worked, next time, use 6, 5 just wasn't enough.) to soften them and smash them, then add the spam, and cook until done. Mix in the scrambled eggs, and cook until done. What we ended up with is very close to corn beef hash and eggs. Quite good indeed, plus the biscuits, and we had a good breakfast.  

After breakfast, I had to strip the bed and wash everything. Knowing that she would want to go back to her nest, pulled a blanket down for her to use. Sure enough, on the right cue, she was in bed, and I was left to clean up and do laundry. 

I was hoping that with her emptying her bowels, she would have a lighter, happier personality for the rest of the day. Well, it was but not as nice I'd hoped it would be. 

She stayed in her nest, would get up and check on me, than go back. I did get her up, and we went to the mall for a walk about. Did well, and then home. 

Dinner is now sitting on the couch, with me spooning her dinner to her. It is the best and easiest way to get her to eat some dinner. So, here we are, at the stage of feeding her like a child. How simple and easy it was for this transition to happen. 

Watched Star Wars for most of the day and evening. To tell the truth, I don't like the extra scenes that have been added, just my opinion. She sat with me, and I could tell she was tired, so I tried to put her to bed, and finish watching the rest of "Return of the Jedi". 

She came out twice, and I found she had balled up the bedding both times. I finally figured it out, she want me to be in bed with her. 

That is how it works, what is missing? Me. So, into bed I went, held her hand, said our prayers and to sleep we went. 

Some twist and turns on this part of the travels. The Road to Dementia Town is never the same from day to day. I'm just happy that I have a Driver that can handle all that comes our way. That way, we can concentrate on Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.   Arthur.