Meanderings

 I sat on the bed watching him get ready for work. I took out my phone and I don't think he noticed, but I started to take pictures of him. He stood there looking so serious. Collar flipped up on his light blue dress shirt. Flipping his tie over and over to make the perfect knot. I'm fascinated by the colors in his beard. I've never seen salt and pepper look so attractive. What is it about him that drives me so crazy? He is everything I've waited for. Everything I've asked The Universe to bring me. I don't really have a purpose to this post tonight. I don't have a particular story to tell. I think because it's just been so long since I've written anything, I'm completely backed up and I need to start unloading so you'll understand how I got here. It's been a ride, that's for sure. I've gone from my last entry of meeting my wonderful Eclipse Family down in Dowell, IL to losing my apartment and succumbing to total homelessness for seven and a half months to getting back on my feet and finding the love of my life in a pandemic. I mean, who does that? I should have the fucking Rocky Theme playing when I enter a room. These last years have humbled me. They've helped me in so many ways. You really find out who you are when you sleep in your car and eat your meals from the gas station but still show up for work every single day and nobody is the wiser. Luckily I had wonderful friends who helped where they could. But I really think it made me appreciate a lot. It also made me strong. And it brought me M. Right now as I type, I am looking over the laptop and I see him watching the Baylor/Gonzaga game. I can only see part of him. His daughter sits to his right working on her homework. She's the carbon copy of him. She's strong. She's fearless and not afraid to speak her mind. I love her spirit. I've spent the day laying around his house, talking to his mom, folding laundry, eating, watching tv, looking out the window. It's been the most relaxing and delicious day. Time for bed. I appreciate you taking the time to read this. No dance break. Just sleep.