We sat in the living room, reading newspapers.
“So, do you want to walk before or after supper?”
I was in shock and grabbed our runners before he changed his mind or forgot that he wanted to go.
We walked “our” route of yesteryear – he marveled how big certain trees were – I guess he was remembering them from a few years ago. I was delirious with joy.
Got home and he went on and on how nice the walk was. Please, please, dear God, keep this up. A clarity we haven’t seen in years.
Set the table and mentioned we were low on milk and I had forgotten to buy it while we were out.
“I’ll just run down and get some.” That would never do so I poured juice for us, talking it up til he forgot about milk.
We ate our meal and the bubble burst – announced he wouldn’t shovel snow on a full stomach.
It was so wonderful – - -while it lasted. This hasn’t happened for many months or even last year.
Something to cherish.
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I hope those moments of clarity come often.
Jean–you are so right to revel in the moments that are clear.
I pray too they come often–for your sake and for W’s.
I remember my MIL being so frustrated with the tricks that memory played on her.
So glad that you had a good day…..maybe will lighten the load just a little. Shows us how much we all take for granted.
Every once in a while we can glimpse eternity in a moment. Hold on to it–it was a special evening. Hugs and love, Annette
How wonderful that you can cherish the moments of your walk.
Bear hugs to you both.
Bear((( )))
Jean, I’ve enjoyed catching up with you a little. Cherish those moments. He really does remember last winter
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