passion is the giant magnet

The same passion that attracts me to Kathy, also can turn against her.
Bottomless lows versus ultimate highs.
The extremes pull me toward her.
The highs won't ignored.
They demand to be shared.
The lows have demands also.
They demand to be replaced by the highs.

Kathy's life couldn't be made into a movie.
No one would believe it.
No one has this good of luck, or this bad.

If we lived lives without mirrors I could revel in the peaks and canyons with her.
It's when I catch a glimpse of myself, a glimpse of Kathy, living in the uncertiantude, that I wonder how she'll get back from jumping around like a monkey.

Just seeing if you're paying attention.

Kathy hasn't been jumping around like a monkey for awhile now.

My mom always told me that you can't experience the highest highs without experiencing the lowest lows.
I repeated that saying to my boys growing up, but never really grasped it in a real sense, as more than a warning.

Until now.

I crawl down through the muck until I am at Kathy's side and pull her upwards to a place where I am more comfortable seeing her.
A place where the sun shines bright and dries tears.

Icarus flew too high and fell to the earth, but what if he had someone to catch him, so he could try again and again?

My passion is catch Kathy's passion and to feed it until she is able to fly again.

When she flies, I fly.

Distracted for an instant

That's all it took for everything to change.

The last distraction that had this big of an impact was the night of June 12th two years ago.
I was going through life as most any other dude was,
hanging with my bro's (no, I don't really talk like that), coaching sports, working out, working, raising my boys and generally taking life one day at a time.

It wasn't like I was distracted by something in my peripheral vision,
this was in my face, impossible to ignore.
A girl.
Not just any girl.
The cutest cow girl I ever saw!
Little did I know at the time that Kathy was only masquerading as a cow girl
(doing a better job at it than the formerly cutest cow girl could ever hope to).
Since that first meeting I have seen her beautiful incarnations as a hippy love child,
sporty adventurer, hot rock & roll chick, intelligent professional, fearless exhibitionist, fragile Angel, intense competitor, sophisticated classy lady and so much more.
I see Kathy's ability to meet new friends and create a comfort zone for total strangers in minutes.

I'd like to say I saw this possibilty in the instant I was distracted by her, but I didn't.
I just saw bright blue eyes, a fantastic smile and I won't lie, a super sexy Candy Apple Butt
(same as every other dude that saw her).

Distracted for an instant.
It was enough for me!
Still is!
All the other stuff I mentioned above is just a bonus.
Instant distractions usually end up becoming commonplace.
This is an instant of distraction that has never ended.