Thanksgiving weekend is coming up, and I do have so much to be thankful for, but does my sweet Mac...for one thing he asked me yesterday, "do you have a home?" Each day i realize just how much he is so so in the moment. He must think, who is that person with me, and where are we, and how do I get money to live, and do i have a home, does she have a home...anyway, that was the question...and so I answered it, 'yes WE have a home, we live together, we are married, and we're going to our home right now to have supper, but before we do we'll get our turkey, it's going to be Thanksgiving and a Birthday Celebration at Leslie's home.
So much information at once, kind of throws him, so he just concentrates on the turkey, and where will we get a turkey...We did do all those things, go for a super walk along the lake in this most unusual and warm fall weather..and as usual enjoy the scenery, the sunken boat, the little babies we see and a lovely surprise - when talking to a young woman with a little doberman pincher (sic)..found out that one of her four jobs is at Air Transat where she knows our young friend Kev, son of our dear friend maureen. She said she will be sure to tell him she met Jan and Mac...hope she does...as Maureen is not online and lives out west, and so hope Kev will be sure to tell her we're thinking of her, or I am...and so it goes...
A friend - another maureen, was shocked to know that Mac does not know where the bathroom is or anywhere else in this small apartment..as he is or seems to be so on target. She invited us for lunch last week, where our conversation included mac and he answered and spoke appropriately...able to offer fun suggestions to her other guest ( quite deaf like he is)..and so gave us all ,several good laughs.
So while he deceives others like our last night caller, dear Gail from Fla. (his neice) when he said - "of course I remember you" and possibly he does at the time...but she was right on one thing, he was pleased and overwhelmed with thanks for her sweet words which were how much she loved her dear uncle Sonny, and how his part in her life was so precious....but when he hung up the phone...he said 'now tell me - how do I know that lady..so there is no deceiving me as I repeated, that she loved him and had wonderful memories of him from St. Henri days...and so that helped and then we were off and running about family and of course his mother which can be so sad as he remembers she is no longer living, - at times i can move him into a situation where we remember her without too much sadness...
But sometimes the sadness not only overwhelms him but me, and i couldn't believe my own emotions when I tried to explain to the preposay today, to be slower with him - "say a few words to him and please don't be abrupt and a bit rough...(this one girl seems to make him nervous and saying he wants to move) - by the way had to try to explain this in French...she is Haitian..anyway, when I was trying to say it the tears started and she completely sympathized and when I showed her how many times I changed him as it wasn't a good night, she wanted to look at what I gave him for brekkie, so sweet, she said, give less fruit..and then gave me a big hug - causing me to have to leave the room, sympathy seems to send me over the edge....therefore, today even before thanksgiving day..i will concentrate on being Thankful, thankful that I still have my beloved Mac....g'day
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