SPECIAL

SPECIAL

     What does special mean and when should you use the word when relating to another person?  Special, by definition, means distinguished or different from what is ordinary or usual.  A lot of people throw that word around because they think it’s cute or it’s a popular thing to say or because they can’t define what they feel.  Someone is special to you when you hold them in the highest regard.  Someone is special to you when, even if you are having a bad day or feeling bad, you can relate to them just the same as you would if you were having a good day or feeling good.  Someone is special when you TRULY love them and are willing to accept all of their love with no complaints.  You should NEVER complain or reject love or affection from someone “special”, if in fact, you actually care about them.  Never make anything negative about affection, love or attention that you receive from them.  I would be arrogant to think my special someone’s time isn’t important.  I am honored and humbled by those in my life that actually take time out to spend with me.  It’s truly a blessing.  Let’s face it we all have busy lives.        

     One of the most important tell-tale signs is how do you treat them when you are feeling bad?  You should want to talk to or be with them every chance that you get; if in fact, they are special.  Please don’t get me wrong… By every chance you get, I don’t mean ALL of your time!  I mean when the stars align and both of you have time to spend.  For me, all I want is to be loved by someone “special” that treats me with the same respect and courtesy that I treat them with; no complaints or excuses.  I want someone that WANTS to spend time with me whether it’s going somewhere or a simple phone call.  Someone that not only says they love me but is willing to show it; again with no complaints or excuses, because they enjoy it.  Now I ask you, how many people do you call “special” and, of those people, how many are actually special to you?

The Fairness Break...

FAIRNESS

Here is a little piece that I like to call “FAIRNESS”.  Hopefully it will bring some guidance and clarity to your week, weekend, and quite possibly, your life.  Situations are hardly ever thought of in this light.

What is fair and are WE perfect?  Well the first answer is not as painfully obvious as the second.  No we are not perfect!  Nobody is perfect.  If we were all perfect, then we essentially would all be the same.  The right amount of affection, the right amount of strength, the right amount of humor, the right amount of emotion and so forth.  What would we have?  A robot society…  Everyone doing and reacting to the same things the exact same way; boring! 

Now what’s fair?  Life isn’t fair…right?  Although there are a few people that know you pretty well, nobody knows you as well as yourself.  So I ask… How many flaws, faults, and irritating habits do YOU have?  When compared side by side, who’s outweighs the others?  Now this is something for you to think about not necessarily discuss in an open forum.  Most people cannot accept or handle constructive criticism.  And How serious are your faults and their faults in comparison?  For example, if one person’s biggest fault is that they snore loudly and the others is the fact that they are untrustworthy, there’s no comparison.  TRUST is one of the foundations of any personal relationship.  If there is no trust, the walls come tumbling down.  In addition, how serious is the complaint? Does it just seem serious today because you are frustrated or is it an unforgivable and absolutely intolerable characteristic? 

On a final note, before you fly off the handle, try to think not only about what the person did and if it is totally intolerable, try to think what you bring to the table that they have to deal with in comparison.  Just because people don’t complain, doesn’t mean that you don’t cause stress or discomfort.  Some people love you for who you are and they absorb all of that negative energy for the better of the relationship. However, that’s not always the case.  YOU should know the type of person that you are dealing with. And absolutely no… WE are NOT perfect!!!

I Have a Face Now!!!

Hello everyone! Not only is my ebook 'Faith and Triumph' able to be reserved in advance, I also tentatively decided on a book cover! You can view my cover right below and tell me what you think.  You have access to me on twitter via https://twitter.com/#!/Rickysnewbook or via my blog here at http://rickysnewbook.blogspot.com/ .  Here is my ebook cover:

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Chapter 21...Errr I mean 1 ?!?!?

Once In A Lifetime...
I never knew that I would actually go to Paris, France let alone do what I am about to do today.  I had studied French culture and language in high school and had become very fluent.  But, as a wishful teenager, I never imagined this!  Here I stand on top of the Eiffel Tower with several close members of my family and friends waiting for the woman that won my heart.  Before we knew love, we had helped each other through every possible hardship and enjoyed a very fulfilling happiness that has enriched my life.  As everyone was seated and the bride-to-be gracefully glided down the aisle, the ceremony began.  She was wearing a beautifully designed dress that fit her and the occasion perfectly.  I just hope that she is wearing my favorite color panties and matching bra underneath to keep me "up" and ready for an all nighter.  Let's skip ahead to the good stuff...  "I am one of the luckiest men on this earth.  Although we found each other by unconventional means, we managed to form a strong friendship, that very patiently, turned into a lovely relationship.  I wasn't looking for, nor did I expect this to turn into this GREAT romance laced with compassion, trust, and complete admiration.  We have come a long way these past four years and still today, you are the most beautiful woman in the world, the one that I most want to talk to, and my true confidant.  I stand here now before family, friends, and, most importantly, GOD as your biggest crush, your bestest friend, and now your husband.  I love you baby!" I said.  As I stood there with nothing but love in my heart and tears forming in my eyes, I knew why we met that night.  She has turned out to be everything that I have ever needed and the best thing is that those strong feelings slowly crept up.  Before I knew it, I was in love with my best friend.  There was a pause as the whole crowd waited for a response.  Then, all at once, there was a loud BOOM!  The door flung open and there I lay in my bed.  All of that noise woke me up.  "Hello, we are here to help you sir," a paramedic spoke.

Chapter 20

Who Wants It More....?
It was me versus their best in a winner-takes-all brawl to the finish.  When I moved to the right, he shadowed me to the left.  When I threw at his head, he threw at my feet.  The pressure was mounting and I enjoyed every single moment of it.  Then, I got the ball and decided to give it my all with one direct hit.  I threw it at him with all of my might.  At this point, I remember everything as if it was in slow motion.  BOOM! It hit him hard.  He clinched the ball to his chest with both hands.  All he had to do is maintain control and we would lose.  I could only watch so I stared him down.  The ball shifted positions and slid down his side.  Further, further, further until he could no longer grasp it.  The ball landed on the ground and all I heard was one great big roar.  Chants of Ricky, Ricky, Ricky...!  There I was, standing tall, proud, and full of excitement.  My team had crowned me as one of their leaders as we rejoiced in our victory.  I did it!  I did it!  Mom, Chad, and everybody; I did it!  That was one of my happiest and most defining victories in my life.  As a fourth grader that was the biggest battle of my life.  I had no idea what was to come...  I woke up like I did many times before when someone entered my room.  With all that was going on and all that was on my mind, I could never really get any good sleep.  On the rare occasions that I drifted off, I would always get interrupted.  "Good afternoon Ricky!" my physical therapist said.  "Huh?  Baby I won," I murmured.  "Ricky, it's me Carla.  Are you ready for therapy?" she asked.  "Oh, I'm sorry.  I think I was day dreaming or sleep or something.  Let me wake up.  I'm really sorry," I explained.  "No problem.  I know it must be rough for you," Carla said.  I sat up in bed to gather my thoughts and prepare mentally for a work out.  By this point, I could walk without a walker but I still needed to hold on to Carla's arm for support.  She had me do leg raises and leg band strengthening exercises.  "Oh man.  I never realized how weak my leg muscles had gotten," I told her.  There was an elastic band affixed to the rear leg on a chair with the other end attached to my corresponding ankle.  I couldn't even pull my leg all the way forward to tighten the band.  "It's okay.  You have been immobile for a good period of time.  You will get your strength back," she assured me.  I gotta get better because I wanna see my baby and hold her tightly in my arms and tell her how I feel...

Chapter 19

Bunny bunny where art thou...?
All of the day to day stressers have started piling up; from worrying about having a warm meal to eat to being cold enough to shiver under the covers to not knowing if I will walk again to wanting to hold the woman that I love in my arms once and for all.  It has eaten away at me slowly but surely.  I remain as upbeat and as positive as I can.  I wish I could see my baby.  She has been there for me through many difficult situations and, no matter what, we kept it together.  Although I don't care for the turmoil nor the drama, it shows me that THIS is not one dimensional.  This can actually work!  I think she can feel when I really need her or think about her because of past occurrences.  There had been times when she has told me that she had a dream and either I had a similar dream or I called her the next day or something.  It's crazy! Talk about being in tune with someone.  We have never done the deed; however, we have had some really "interesting" video conversations.  Ah hem...  Anyway, I am in the hospital and I don't want to call her and say hey I'm in the hospital.  I'm really really sick and i can't walk.  And, oh yeah, I love you but I gotta go cause a nurse is gonna change my IV out.  That's not how I want it to go down.  Right about then my nurse knocked on the door.  "Hello Ricky! What's up?" she asked.  "Oh nothing much just partying and having a good time," I answered.  "I am here to bring your pills and to give you a shot," she explained.  "When is it gonna stop?  My stomach is sore from therapy and all the needles that y'all stick in me," I said.  "I know but look," she said as she tried to grab some fat on my stomach.  "What?" I asked.  "If you had some meat on you then it wouldn't hurt so bad," she said.  "Hey, I lost quite a bit of weight.  Besides, normally I have a flat stomach because I stay in shape," I responded.  She watched me swallow the 13 pills that I was given and then she gripped a needle, full of blood thinner, in her hand.  She raised it about six inches above my abs and then stuck me with one continuous stroke.  "Ouch!" I yelled.  That never feels good.  "Okay now I will be back after doing my rounds and I will bring you some ice and a sandwich.  Do you need anything else?" my nurse asked.  "Nope and thanks," I said.  When she left the room, my mind wandered and I thought about my bunny.  I had some dirty thoughts and I remembered all of the sexy conversations that we shared.  It really turned me on.  It had been a long time since I had that "feeling" and I thought about doing something about it.  However, there was no privacy.  Should I do it anyway?

Chapter 18

Who's Missing You....?
As I lay here in bed, I am thinking of three things: What got me here? Where am I headed? and Who am I missing?  I don't have an answer for two out of the three right now; however, one I know for sure.  Who am I missing?  Where do I begin?  Unless you have had that euphoric feeling that smacks you in the face and makes you take notice; the one that stimulates your senses all with one harmonious AAHHH moment, then you might find it hard to understand.  I have a very unexpected crush on my best friend and I am just figuring it out.  I hope that I survive all of this so I can tell her and give her a long, passionate kiss that will rival those of Ryan Gosling and Rachel McAdams in that movie "The Notebook".  It is said that the endorphins produced by kissing are over 200 times more powerful than morphine.  Well...after we embrace, she is gonna be addicted to my lips!  Now back to reality...  There was a knock at the door.  "Hello Ricky! How are you feeling today?" asked doctor Stevens.  I was still day dreaming about her and it was reflected in my response.  "I am feeling great!" I replied.  I can't wait to tell her everything about how I feel and what she means to me.  "Ricky I stopped by today to tell you that the lab has concluded that your right lung has also been infected with TB.  Since you have been on medication, the good news is that it shouldn't spread.  Your body is getting slammed from all directions right now but we can fight this" the doctor told me.  I was so into my sweetie that I forgot about the possibility of never talking to her again.  We had an argument the last time we spoke and she has no idea that I am even in the hospital.  Nobody ever really wins in an argument and, most of the time, what you argue about is never as important as having the other person in your life.  Right now, nothing rings truer....