The Dude~

Okay, so it is going on two years now and I can say that I still love “the dude” like I did from the beginning.  Actually, I love him more now.  Without trying, he makes my socks curl.  Get your mind out of the gutter as I am talking nice here.  Curling my socks means lighting my fires.  However, if you have gutter mind, my socks curl there as well.  Are you happy now?  Anyway...

It was love at first sight and I frightened myself to the point of faint.  Can you imagine a magnetic pull that great?  Imagine his being zapping me where I live and knocking me off my clock having just learned his name.  Romantic huh?  What can I say.  That is what happens when I get ignited.  Hell, I am still ignited although I don’t pass out anymore.

Love can feel like comfortable shoes, however, it is cool when the shoes pinch at times.  You know...that sweet reminder to let you know that they are in fact on your feet.  Pinch me baby, but not on the underside of my arm: I bruise easy.  I know when I love someone as I want to choke them at times and will tell them so to their face.  He has been told and therefore he is truly loved. Love is a cool clean and beautiful edge with glistening sharpness.  What I speak of is the spark and that spark is the stuff that makes for a lasting relationship on my end anyway.  I know as I felt this edge only one time before this, but that man endangered my life and I did not trust him as far as I could throw him (I actually threw him down a flight of stairs.).  One of the greatest things I love about “the dude” is that he is honest and I trust him wholeheartedly with my life.  However, he has many other qualities that no one can come close to shaking a stick at.    

From my perspective, the only way I would say goodbye to “the dude” I love is if he endangered my life in some form, but he is not like that.  As for a reason he would say goodbye to me, I am not in his head, therefore, I cannot say.

As much as I fight WITH my mother and daughter, I would fight FOR them IF they were in the right OR IF they were outnumbered and in the wrong.  The same holds true with him.  If anyone, and I do mean anyone, were to try to harm him, I would do battle with them using whatever means I have at my disposal.  Hey, that is just the way I am.   

Whatever I am, he is my better half and we are kids in the game of life.  As old as we are, we look like two kids roughhousing and tossing each other about (sometimes to the point of blood), but we are laughing all the way.  You wanna know something?  We have never had a real verbal or physical fight since we have known each other.  I feel good about that! I love “the dude.” ~ Maggie ~ April 21, 2010 @ 8:52 p.m. EST

Okay, so what is written above is not of a romantic nature, but what is below IS of a romantic nature.  This piece was written about him and to him not too long after we met.  He so inspired/inspires me: STAY AWHILE~ 8/8/2008