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.
