What a great day it was Tuesday celebrating Marv’s birthday. It’s amazing to me that an event like this can bring the residents out of themselves and they all seemed to enjoy the time at the table eating cake. The husbands of the two other women came for the festivities and added to the nice chatter and attention for Marv. He has always enjoyed that attention AND cake.
Deni took the day off from her new job and went with me to see Marv and couldn’t stop hugging and kissing him. Over and over she told him how much she missed him and was going to come see him more often. What a fortunate event it was to find her when we truly needed her special brand of caring.
On the way home, I once again started into what I have come to call my “litany of regrets.” I mentioned to Deni how I wished I had been stronger and able to keep him home and how I should have tried harder to find more help to that end. She quickly set me straight to the fact that things are as they should be and had I kept him home he may not be in this delightful phase. I want the new character at home but that isn’t how he was at home. I’m glad to be able to voice those things out loud and have someone to help me analyze and sort, to come to agreement that, of course, things are as they should be for all concerned.
On a humorous side note, last week as I was driving home, I was stopped by a train crossing with a bunch of traffic. I glanced to my left and saw an older lady in the car next to me singing and dancing in her car. Wow, that’s me, I thought, as I often do sing and dance in the car but not really so publicly and with such lack of caring should any one see. I rolled my window down to hear what she was listening to and was totally shocked to hear a hip-hoppy pop tune being played full blast. Something about boys in cars buy us drinks in bars. Boys, boys, boys! Too funny and not expected. I liked it.
See ya next time.
