I Received A Gift Today

No, it wasn’t a chair or a bed. After Jerry and I walked the beach, we came in and he napped.  I went down to paint.  After an hour or so, he came to find me.  We hugged and I sat him down to listen to music while I continued to paint.  I put on his favorite “White’s” old timey music, then painted while he watched.  After a few solemn moments, he asked, “Where are you from?”  I was taken back a little, but then answered, “I was born in Alabama.”  After another few minutes, I asked, “Do you know who I am?”  He didn’t answer.  Then, I gently asked him again.  No answer.  I gave him a hug, then I said, “You don’t know who I am, do you?”  He hung his head and said, “No.”

I guess that’s when I realized.....he doesn’t know me.  I’m another one of those “women” who come to see him.  So, like sort of an out of body experience, I said, “That’s ok.  Just as long as you are loved.”  He said, “Yeah.”

Now, some people might wonder why I consider this a gift.  It is a wonderful gift.  It means, when we say goodbye next week, it will be like saying goodbye to “one of those women”.   That makes me feel relieved.  That means he’ll latch onto someone else when he gets adjusted to his new home.

What a gift.