Categories: Point of View, Romance


The man has always been a force of nature.

Bright, vigorous, engaging, caring and tempestuous.

I've worked with him for eight years – seven as his direct 2IC and a year under his overall command.

And they were some of the most amazing – and most painful – years of my life.

Friends, lovers, family died.

People were promoted and moved on.

But he remained a constant.

Always there with a quip, silent sympathy or the occasional broad shoulder.

But now that constant has ended.

He lives in a different part of the country.

But that's okay.

Now we're together in the most important way.

And I'm able to calm his tempests with a quip, silent sympathy and my love.

I can finally say it out loud: "I love Jack O'Neill".

And his tempests are just a part of that wonderful, exasperating package.