Thats what all the Photos are for

I hug and kiss my son good bye as he leave for school I close the door and watch him walk away through the window. He turns and waves and blows me a kiss. This is a moment I want to remember forever. His hugs his kisses and his sweet smile.  I stand a the door way welling up with tears.
Will I remember this?
I have blue eyes. What dose this matter you ask. I also work in a Long term care facility or a Nursing home. I have recently be assigned to work in the secure dementia and alztimers unit. 90% or the people living there have blue eyes. Every day one questions their future mental state. Is this what the future holds for me.
I make memories go on adventures love my husband and kids deeply. All in hopes that they remember me in a positive loving way. For if and when I loose my mind they remember the way I use to be.

I would give it all up for a cabin in the woods. Somewhere I could swim hike bike and spend my day living off the land.

I would spend my days growing and preparing flowers veggies and the animals to feed me. I have all the knowledge. I can make my own wine. raise my own honey. grow herbs. collect maple syrup and fish.
The world is out of control. I don't really want to be a part of it.
Less is more. Life is simpler with less. But only if you are living in an envorment that supports it.
I know I would be happy here.

The erdge to purchase a bottle of wine after work was over whelming. I almost turned around but talked myself into continuing my quest to the LCBO. TO MANY CHOICES do I stick with what I know or  do I become adventure and go be yonder my comfort zone and try the unknown. Nope after approaching the cashiers then turning around to have a second look at my choices I chose the true and tested Shiraz. Ooh and something for the husband who was braging about his  five days of sobriety. Here I am last few sips of my bottle a day ready for bed to wake tomorrow ready to do it all over again