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Not Just A Door

It was a long workday followed by an unusually brutal commute. Exhausted I stood in front of my door and suddenly I was overcome with a sense of happiness. Happy to be home? No, that’s not it. Sure this day was rough but no more than hundreds of days before it. So, what was it? I know, it was because on the other side of the door she was there. Ever since she’s been on the other side of the door it wasn’t just a door, it’s the door to a home, a door I looked forward to opening all day. An ordinary door she had transformed into a door to my heart. It was with that realization I turned the key and opened the door and there she stood and I knew I was home.

The perfect coffee table books

Enjoy reading the blog then you and you’re friends will love reading the perfect coffee table book for Valentine’s Day- Listen Intently, KIss Passionately, Love Intensively, Respect Eternally. The thoughts and musings of an ordinary guy about love

Plus feel inspired and get your motivation on with-A God for Us  The thoughts and musings of an ordinary guy.

Both available now at Amazon.com

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Let the lyrics proclaim my love

I remember the first time, I danced… With you baby
It was a slow song… The lights… Were so low
I held you so close… I could feel your heart beating next to mine—
Then I kissed you once and my head started spinning
Twice like a merry go round
Three times and I fell so deep in love with you baby
– Howard Hewitt

There are times, even after all these years, I just gaze at you. Amazed at how a simple man like myself was so lucky to find a woman as amazing as you. Luckier to have been smart enough to fall in love with you and luckiest that you felt the same way.

Even when the skies were gray. You would rub me on my back and say, “Baby it’ll be okay”
Now that’s real to a brother like me, baby.
– Method Man

You have always been there for me holding me up when things weren’t so good. Standing right beside me things were. We’ve seen so many of our friends drift apart, either physically or mentally, when things got rough. But not us. Mainly because of your exceptional vision to look beyond the moment to the big picture. To understand that no matter what is in front of us we are better facing it together than separate and I know I’m a better man with you than without you.

You are the only thing that keeps me goin’ You are the only thing, keeps my love alive You are the only thing that I’ll ever need You don’t have to worry, you see, my love is forever.
– Prince

I am committed to you, you are my heart, you are my soul. There is nothing that could ever cause me to stray, nothing that could steal my heart from you. I love you more today than after our first kiss and I’ll love you more tomorrow.

The Uptown Number 2 Train

The computerized voice boomed crystal clear over the speakers,

This is the uptown Number 2 train 42nd street, next stop 72nd street. Stand clear of the closing doors.

Another part of old New York City gone I thought, the indecipherable voice of the subway conductor.

On most nights my commute is like a Beats headphone commercial. You know the one where the athlete put on the headphones and shuts out everything in the world around them. I just want to close my eyes, turn up the music and pretend I am anywhere but where I am at that moment. But this Friday evening as I stood in my favorite spot, front of the car back against the forward-facing door, I decided to amuse myself and pass the time by observing my fellow uptown number 2 commuters and this spot is perfect as it affords me a vantage point of the entire car and its occupants. Tonight’s crowd included the usual suspects. The business men in their expensive suits boasting to each other about the big deal they just closed or bitching about the big deal that got away. Funny how every time one got away it was never their fault but the fault of some co-worker’s incompetence, or at least that how they told it. There was the blue-collar crowd fresh off another exhausting 12-hour shift. Happy to be going home yet too tired to show it. And of course, there were the millennials. Happily texting on their smart phones, joking and laughing with each other and telling each other how they think they’re going to quit their job because they have been there three months already and they just don’t think they’re making an impact that can change the world. This is New York I thought and we all probably need some type of therapy but this group, the millennials, they were probably in need of more therapy than anyone else. All in all, it was just your usual cast of characters on a Friday night uptown number 2.

Then I spied them, the couple sitting in the middle of the car. She had long straight hair with several colors and was dressed in an ankle length tie dye skirt and a tan tee-shirt with sunflowers on it. Her wrist was adorned with several bracelets that went halfway up her arm. She appeared to be in her mid-40s and upon closer inspection it was evident to whoever bothered to look she was very striking. He was sporting a scruffy looking beard and wearing glasses, blue jeans and a long sleeve pull over shirt. His attire was not nearly as eccentric as hers except for his straight out of the 80s canvas Pro Keds, high tops and bright red. Despite what her hippy look and his red high top Keds might have inferred about them they were engrossed not in some counter-culture discussion but the New York Times crossword puzzle. I noticed they sat as close as you could get to one another, her leg draped over his. They argued, they laughed and got legitimately excited when they figured out a particularly hard clue. They constantly looked directly into each other eyes and smiled. And it was the look in their eyes that gave away what should have been painfully obvious to me by that point, they were very much in love and likely had been so for a very long time. This couple is in their own Beats commercial I thought. Nothing around them mattered and despite the noise the only sound they heard were each other’s voices Their world was each other and nothing else mattered and it was clear that was alright with them.

This is the uptown Number 2 train 96th street, next stop 110th street Central Park North

He stood folding the paper and said this is us. They gave each other a quick kiss and instinctively grabbed for each other hand as they strolled off the train. Their interaction with each other brought a smile to my face. One that was much-needed after a long week at work and the desire to reaffirm my fragile belief in the concept of love.

Stand clear of the closing doors the computerized voice boomed crystal clear over the speakers.

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Each Day

Each day I am with you my life is little more enriched, brighten by just knowing you are my partner,  My soul burns so bright with the knowledge that we are together and you are the woman who I wake up to everyday. That feeling comes from the aura that you give off, the good person that you are inside and out. I will never let anything happen to you, I will always try to be there to help carry your load when you want me to, when you need me to. No judgments, no preconceived thoughts, just me here for you because I love you