Looking forward.

Woke up to winter.

The weather report was for snow last night. They, the weather predictors' got it right. Woke up to a snowy yard. Sweetie just love the snow. I remember when we first moved here, and the first winter, the first snow fall. 

I was down stairs, and looked out to see the snow coming down. Sweetie was still in bed, asleep, and I woke her up to see the snow. She was so excited. Living in So Cal, we didn't get snow, so it is a special treat for us. 

When it snows here, usually in the first hours after sunrise, it melts off the streets. Even with a hard snowfall, the snow doesn't hang around much, usually two or three days is about the longest we get to see it. 

These are the memories that will be with me for the rest of my life. 

One other, is a full moon. Many a night, when I was delivering pizza, I would be in a spot to see the moon raising over the mountains and would call Sweetie. She would go into our backyard, and we would watch it together. To see the moon, big and bright, and to hear her voice telling me how wonderful it was, is again, something that will be with me every time I watch the moon raise.

 

Tuesday

It is wet from the early morning rain, which means, there isn't anything to do outside. Bundle up, and get ready for a challenging day of video-games day. 

The house is a mess, and it will more than likely stay this way until Jon leaves to go back to his home port, and I get back from Cali. 

In the mean time, I'll just do a little bit of pick up, and maybe he will get the idea of cleaning up after himself. To be honest, I'm just as guilty as he is, because I'm not cleaning up after myself either. 

Got my tubes for the memorial, and have plans to put some of Sweetie in them. Then wrap them in purple wrapping paper, to be handed out on Saturday. Not knowing who will be there, so I'm making it for those I know. Her kids, the brothers, and my daughters. I'm thinking a table spoon will be enough. For after all, it is a symbolic event, for those who are left living. 

After all the ups and downs to get this done, it will be enough, because that is all there is. 

Soooooo looking to get on the road to get this done. It has almost having the effect of hitting a bees nest, and their are all over the place, buzzing about and stinging me. 

Spent time with my youngest daughter, have planned a wonderful day for us. Away from this madness, and again, soooo looking forward. 

Driver is pleased with me looking forward. Could it be that all this motion, all this upset, all this confusion, is a way for me to move forward with my memories, and begin anew? Is that a twinkle I see in Driver's eye? He doesn't want me to sit in the old memories, He wants me to pick them up, put them on display, and get on with life. Live the sadness of mourning, at the same time, remember that there is a new life awaiting me. I can do both. For after all, didn't we make it here to Dementia Town, with Our Shiny Side Up? You bet we did. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.