The adventure.

A new day is coming.

As I sit here, and contemplating the next two weeks, it is hard not to get wrapped up in those plans. It is almost like turning the page, to find what is next. What is around the bend. 

I've been planning this trip for almost 3 years now. For the first couple of times, it was weather, then the pandemic, and now it is happening. So excited. 

I was looking at my calendar and I have trips to California, Texas, and Nevada for the next four months. I'm grateful for these travels plans because they are going to help me with grieving. Keep busy is one way of learning how to live without my Sweetie Pie. 

I find myself talking to her, telling her what a great love she was, what a great lover she was, and how I miss her lying next to me, putting my arm around her, touching her, and knowing she was always willing to love me. 

Thursday

Started off with a message from the dealership, Tweety was ready to come home. Called Uber, and headed down to get her. 

Then, to the golf course, and have at it. I'm struggling on the course. I feel like I'm walking uphill all the way. We stopped at nine holes, and was happy. 

Time to do some laundry, need clean clothes for the adventure coming up. Need to clean the kitchen, and make sure all food stuff is where they belong. Would hate to come home to ants running everywhere. 

This day was very successful. Tweety home, played golf, even made me a dinner, like when Sweety was still with me, and enjoyed the day. 

Finished the day, snuggling Sweety's pillow, and off to sleep I went. 

Might as well get comfortable on this day. Driver is behind the wheel, I'm sitting in the passenger's seat, watching the telephone poles go by. Down the Road to Life, Keeping My Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless. Arthur.