Willard turned 94 years old on June 1st. Chester and I were deeee-lighted to celebrate this day with our dear friend. We were his only visitors.... sigh.... How glad we were to be there :-)
Chester brought a 5x7 photo of himself as a gift for his buddy. A handsome beach picture! Willard smiled big, so big in fact that his top teeth began to fall out :-) . (You just have to keep a sense of humor during these moments ~ It didn't bother Willard in the least, he just gently gave them a push back in place! I just love this man!)
Willard held the framed photo gently, a treasure, examining it closely. Then, he made those happy sounds that make me smile deep in my heart. I placed the photo on the window ledge where Willard could easily see it.
After presents, we did what we usually do. I sat on the chair at Willard's bedside. Chester climbed onto the bed with his friend. And the two snuggled. Chester's breathing became steady and his eyes heavy. He fell asleep enjoying gentle ear massages, neck rubs, and paw pats from the birthday boy.
After quite some time Willard reached out and touched MY arm. "Thank you for the picture," he said. I was so startled....stunned might be a better word ~~ that he spoke so clearly and made the connection that the picture was our gift to him on his birthday. Another Alzheimer's miracle moment...... tears spilled over my cheeks.
"You are so very welcome." I replied. "We love you, Willard."