My dude

When I first posted to Vocal, it was after my sons suicide. Due to nasty feedback on other writing platforms, I happened to find my way here. I am so grateful for the opportunity Vocal has given me to express my thoughts here. After that first post it took 4 years before I would write again. My first story was strictly my way of venting all the emotions I had from his death. I then found no reason to write again. Although I have been writing since I was 14, I had no inspiration, no need to express. Until I met this man. A lot of my stories and poems are to him, for him, and about him. He gave me purpose. Softly pushed me to write again and became my #1 fan. So it is here today that I would like to thank him and tell you readers a little about my inspiration.

Inspiration can come from many places. Nature, family or friends, art and life. My inspiration is amazing! He’s an old fashioned kind of guy. A bandana is my favorite headpiece he wears. A hippie type from way back when. When he was at Watkins Glen in ‘73 I was only 13. He wouldn’t have given me even a glance. He is an album collector and really digs music. At first glance he looks like someone you wouldn’t want to mess with but that can’t be further from the real him. He is the kindest guy I have ever met. That guy! The one who would give you the shirt off his own back kind of guy. Loving and caring. The most positive upbeat dude around. Doesn’t require a lot but yet lights up a room unintentionally. BUT wait…sound too good to be true? He isn’t all rainbows and unicorns.

He can be frustrating and complicated like we all can be. Sometimes he makes me shake my head and roll my eyes. But beyond all that he is REAL. No sugar coating, no fake or phony. He’s a take it or leave it kind of man. You either instantly like him or you don’t. There’s no in between. He has many faces and a few attitudes. We compliment each other nicely. He is the sweet to my salty, the ying to my yang, the laughter I hear when I just want to cry. The other half that makes me whole. My drug of choice and my kryptonite. The happy to my sad, the joy to my sorrow, my everything. The inspiration not only for my writing but for my life. He makes all this happen and so much more.

I frustrate him to no end. I am confusing and very complicated. Sometimes he really struggles with me. I am the wild to his calm. When I am out of control he is the calming effect for my soul. To say he is amazing is an understatement but that’s the only word I can find to describe him. He makes me laugh and brings joy to everyday life. I get mad at him sometimes but he stays cool and we work it out. The patience of a saint. He is my angel. Literally…he saved my life back in August 2021 when I died and he revived me! Sent from somewhere to be in my life. When I look into his eyes i get lost. His kiss sends me to another dimension.

We first met back in 2010 but never got to know each other. It took us 11 years to find each other again and fall head over heels for each other. It’s been a long hard road for us but he never gave up on me and I am so grateful for that. He loves hard and deep. With all that he has. He has taught me more than anyone has in my 61 years of life. He showed me that all men are not the same and that I was indeed worthy of the love he gives me. One of my other stories tells of my abusive past, he showed me that true love is not being slapped around. Proved that he was the man I not only wanted but needed in my life. His compassion and kindness is beyond belief. His love of life and for me goes beyond anything I could have ever imagined.

So there is my guy in a nutshell. There are not enough words for me to sing his praises. He is supportive of my writing and every other venture in my life. He’s there for me whenever I need him(even at 2am). We are soulmates and I guess sometimes it takes a long time to find that with anyone. If I had it to do all over again, I wouldn’t change a thing with him. Everything we have gone through brought us to the here and now. So I end this saying to him “ Thanks dude, for all that you are and all that you do. You are the best thing in my life and I will love you always. I only hope that I can mean as much to you as you do to me. Thanks for being my support, my rock during the tough times and for being my greatest inspiration!”

All my love, G.