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Jonesing For Johnny
01.15.06 (1:10 pm)   [edit]

Where is there a friend who cares,
Some one who doesn't put on airs,
A union that extends beyond
Sharing interests, a simple bond,
But rather a bonding of the souls
That makes one feel both good and whole;

And when it parts for a time, like the rain,
Will be drawn by the sun to reach heaven again?


Johnny, I have every good wish for your complete triumphs over the present difficulties that life has brought you. This includes total recovery from your "pizza" addiction, and your father's health fully restored.

If it takes a miracle to achieve these wonderful transformations, so be it! In my life miracles are a dime a dozen, or like an old shoe. God has spoiled me mightily, especially when he brought Johnny into my life, like a Messenger of Happy Tidings.

Besides, you DESERVE these things. Your MANY good deeds far outnumber whatever wrongs you may have committed. At least, this is the impression I have about you, over the several years we've known each other.

Live long and prosper: you, your dad, myself, and all the other folks whose heart you've touched...and beyond. You WILL pull through with flying colors; I do not doubt this for a moment. I'm ALWAYS cheering you on, even if in secret. I stand by you through ALL your trials, in my mind and in my heart.

Meanwhile, I'm hanging out at Muddy Waters again, most evenings and/or afternoons...making new friends while jonesing for my johnny-hugs that I so badly miss! (Sighing over the dregs of cold coffee at the bottom my cup...perhaps a tear or two mingled therein...though more likely just drool.)

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