...been tryin to think of what to say....all the adjectives I have fall so short of just how WONDERFUL he is.

The first time I met this amazing one. a drunky PHB and GB, fell of the sobriety wagon, spectacularly, at 1pm in the afternoon. By 4pm, we had to be picked up, because we couldn't stumble the mile home, upon arrival we see that GoldDust is there, chillin in his Black BMW convertible, waitin because we are all going to a show in a few hours. So we both, ass over teakettle, fall into the backseat giggling. I shook his hand and slurred something about 'HULLLUU, I'M ginbe, and i'm NOT usually this drunk!' The first thing he said to me was, 'Don't worry, I can TELL you are special!' I figured he meant ShortYellowBus special....
The next day was mothers day...first time EVER someone has said 'Happy Mothers Day' within 3 mins of me waking up.....it was a beautiful day.

In the months since, he's driven MANY miles to see me more than once. He's helped with my pain, been a support, lover and a confidant. He's shown me his sacred spaces, and happy places. I don't know where this road I'm traveling will take me, but I hope where ever I roam, he's not too far to tell me I'm special....even if drunkedly falling into car.