Monday, July 14, 2014

Remembering Moments

 Last night Bob's memory was exceptionally bad. I have gotten used to him not finding the bathroom on his own. I have gotten used to having to tell him where the glasses or cups or garbage can are. I have gotten used to him needing my help for showering, dressing and grooming.
 Last night he kept asking me about the "boy" who keeps coming over. He told me what a nice person he was and we should tell his parents what a good kid he is.
Um-- Thats my Boy.. Brian.. Son 2..Who is actually a 25 year old man now.  But yes- He is a nice  person and I'm sure his parents know that. :)
 The oddest thing about that- This morning Bob got up. Walked into the kitchen and kissed me on the cheek and said.. Whats for breakfast Sweets? It was like we had stepped about 4 years back in time. Thats lasted for a good hour before the New Confused Bob emerged again. It sure was nice to have the little visit from Old Bob this morning thou!
  I try not to remember days much anymore- I try to remember moments!


  1. Tell Brian - that his Bob thinks he's a nice person! He needs to hear it too. HUGS to you.

  2. Thank You MariaRose-- I did! :)