Life in our new abode goes so quickly, Mac notices this too, this morning he said another day another 24 hours, feels like 24 minutes...and so it does. We seem to do so many things in a day maybe that's why. He has become so used to our new place, that when we went to our old house to pick up some stuff and make sure all was well, he could hardly wait to come home, and home for us now is definitely here in our little apartment above the world. Though it's no wonder, every morning we look out on greenery, as lovely trees lawns are all green now. Then there is the lake, tops of houses, and life goes on as we watch cars and trucks going by as we eat our meals...it's never dull.
Along with the walks we take every day, mac comes with me to the study group i attend every Wednesday, and although he says he's not listening, as he sits eyes closed; he manages to say a few words of what we are now calling wisdom...based on what we are discussing. I'm beginning to worry about my memory as I am so sure I will remember not only that but the things he says that are so humorous, but sad to say, no only wisps of the laughter we share remains, but it's great.
Our friend Debbie, who stays with Mac when i have to go to wonderful places like the dentist, doctor etc. says he is an angel, and fun to be with...and best of all, he is sleeping soundly and ALL NIGHT...I'm almost afraid to say this as it changes - but so far so good.
One of the things so many of our friends say, you must miss your house, your old home, especially now since you have it for sale...Well no, we don't, and we now realize it's surely not a HOME, when the people we love are not there.. Brianna our grandaughter was so sure she would want to buy our house, but even she says, it's not the same, without you and Granmac, it doesn't feel like the same place...and there you have it - we are here, we are happy, and most of all, Mac is happy and that's what counts...
We walked along some of the old part of lachine a couple of days ago, and the memories for Mac were such that he would stop and say, I'm sure I rode my bike around here - and came here for lacrosse games -- it is so familliar to me...the houses with the doors on the street, reminded him of St. henri, and of course the street names rang a bell, especially St. Antoine...and St.joseph along the canal...So living in lachine - is where we are and when we wake up in the morning...we smile and say....Good morning Lachine....yesterday i had to give a little history lesson to the doctor's receptionist...she didn't have a clue as to the why of Lachine...well i sure hope everyone who reads this, knows the Why!
Mac is now dressed for the day, and it's time to get ready to go....so bye for now
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