Sexy Black: Event - Tonight 2/25/12
Cool event this weekend to support Virtually Home Chicago Rescue and bring awareness to black cats! Sat 2/25 7-10pm $25 @ the door. Click on link for details. Tell your friends!
Cool event this weekend to support Virtually Home Chicago Rescue and bring awareness to black cats! Sat 2/25 7-10pm $25 @ the door. Click on link for details. Tell your friends!
Dedicated to Christopher M. Williams, with much love. Whitney Elizabeth Houston. August 9, 1963 – February 11, 2012. RIP. No more pain.
My life and Chris' life move in different directions in a significant way today. He returns to his home state of South Dakota, from which I moved him on Dec 3, 2005. I learned a great deal about the charming, quick-to-laugh, handsome, extremely bright boy who captured my heart in 2005 during our relatively long journey together. And I learned about myself along the way. Chris and I shared so many wonderful, happy moments together, and shared many firsts. There was also hardship and a fair number of difficult days for us. I am thankful that we were there for one another during the darkest days we faced. My life has been forever altered, enriched, broadened by virtue of my relationship with Chris. Chris always viewed our relationship until death do us part, which is a beautiful sentiment, but not the way life always turns out. Obviously, we are not the first to learn this. But that is Chris--a dreamer of dreams, and an optimist, even in the face of seeming overwhelming adversity. I, too, am a dreamer, although less so today than in decades past. Perhaps I have become more of a realist than a dreamer today. Up until Thanksgiving week of 2011, Chris and I were seldom far from one another's side. That is one reason why this transition is so difficult. After being so close for so long, to rip that bond apart hurts me to my core. As I have said, sometimes doing the right thing is the hardest thing to do. I have so much to thank Chris for adding to my life that it is not practical to enumerate all the things I learned and enjoyed because Chris shared of himself and his many and varied interests, whether music, entertainment, humor, cooking, baking, you name it. And I shared with Chris an appreciation for setting goals, keeping going when the going gets tough, and tried to help him find his career path. But much more than that, I just wanted Chris to be happy. And for much of our time together, we were--very. Some have said that Chris is not the young man who left with me on that bitterly cold December morning in 2005. I agree. Chris has grown, matured, and is not the same person. I, too, have grown and changed quite dramatically since 2005. Isn't that the definition of life? To grow, change, learn, and love? When we cease to do so, then we are not really living. I will always love Chris, until the moment I take my last breath. I will never forget the good times, nor the less than good ones that we navigated together. I will not forget the laughter, the fun, or the tears. My wish for Chris can be summed up quite concisely: happiness. That is all that I ever wanted for him--to be happy. And I know that from what feels like an endless night of darkness, he will emerge brilliant and shining. As I have told Chris, I will always keep a very special place in my heart for him. That will never change. While today marks the close of one chapter in our lives together, that is not to say there will not be future chapters together. As my mother says, "It's a long life." Safe travels on your journey, my love, my friend, Christopher. Be well and hold me close in your heart, as I do you. With much love, M XO
Chris, it may not be today, it may not be tomorrow--but one day this difficult time will be but a distant memory. Face the unknown with all the courage and conviction I know is within you, even if you don't feel it's there now. Much love. M. xo
This feels about right for today.
Thank you, Chris, for bringing my attention to this video. Sometimes life is just like this. I know that right now it feels very much this way. And I wouldn't attempt to sugar coat it--it is this way. Black, uncertain, daunting. My wish for you and for me is that out of sadness and confusion will come something good--that the phoenix will rise again. I wish you the best, and will always love you. No matter how far away you are, you will always be close in my heart and soul.
If this were true, then I would be deliriously happy by now.
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