Love of my life.

Love of my life.

She is and always will be the love of my life. I have to admit that there were times when I couldn't say that, not because of what she did, but because of my wayward ways. 

The thing that couldn't be denined was that love that kept us together. There was a time when we were both so mad and upset with each other, that running away seemed the only answer. To take that off ramp and go the other way. Then to find out that she thought the same way. 

We had talked about how we wished a bus would run over the other person. That we had made a mistake in who we choose to spend our lives with and we both wanted it to end. 

I thought those were our dark days, and as we came out of those times, life got better. We rediscovered our love of each other. We also saw what we had built together. We had made it past the hardest part of our years together, so we thought. 

I find that those years were the building blocks that would put down a foundation that will be used for what we are going through now. 

Tuesday

It is our normal morning routine. Sweetie is somewhat helping us get going. At least she isn't fighting me. 

Thought we'd have oatmeal for breakfast. Something to help her get things moving. I can enjoy it too. 

Because of my painful hip and leg, there isn't much to do this day. The pain is less, and the streaching seems to be helping. Decided to get out my knee brace and see if it helps. For the pain is radiating down from my hip to my knee. It seems to be helping. 

So, we need to get out, and a trip to the local grocery store seems to be just what the doctor ordered. 

A quick in and out, or that was what it was supose to be. 

Everything went well until check out. A lady engaged me about baseball and California. As we talked, I forgot about Sweetie, and when I looked she was gone. Looking up, just in time to see her head out for the parking lot. 

Calling her name, I took off after her, only to see her come back in. She had heard me calling her, and was coming back to me. What a scare she gave me. 

When we got home, we settled in for the rest of the day. Put away the groceries, and waited for the day to end. 

Something new, after we went to bed, I woke up to find her gone. She was walking about in the house. Again, one of those things about childproofing the doors makes for a good nights sleep. Knowing that she cannot get out, helps me relax and not worry. Yet, I do. Soon she came back to bed, and to sleep. 

This day was a day of some twist and blind corners. Driver kept us safe, as we naviagated down the Road to Dementia Town, and we were still able to Keep our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.