Today I’ve been thinking about all the ways in which our group of acrobats, weight freaks, and assorted family give one another support. I first learned what support really meant when I met Dave, and it isn’t just this kind:
…although, with acrobatics, there is a fair amount of that too! No, I meant emotional support, and love as well. Life’s vital force. That’s why I wrote about ‘The Power of Love’ after I’d finished ‘Loving the Boy’. Not that I have finished loving Dave (that was my first working title by the way) – that’ll last for ever, of course.
Dave’s mum walked out on him when he was young, he was lonely in Oak Ridge when we first fetched up there, envious of my ‘normal’ family lifestyle just when I was getting sick of it and envying his! We found a mutual support, collected a large band of like-mined friends around us, and set forth on a life adventure together. I’ve done my best to catalogue it – even the embarrassing bits. Some readers seem to like it anyway.
I’m not in any way religious. However, in the course of everything that happened, I, and especially our fantastic friend Zach, unexpectedly received some really spiritual help from something – someone- we cannot explain. Everyone involved felt it, and it gave us huge hope and support just when we needed it. And, I guess, worked a couple of miracles along the way. So I don’t rule anything out!
So, whether the ‘support’ is just something to do with horsing around:
…or something more emotional, or just a quick show of affection in front of the snack bar…
…be sure to give as well as to receive. There’s something really special about guys getting together and sharing the force:
Be happy, be tolerant, love one another and, above all, have fun!