Homey’s Adventures Too – Chapter 22 – The Wonder Of You

First and foremost, thank you to all who have read my past blog posts and my book, “Homey’s Adventures.” 

As promised, I am continuing the series of all the chapters of my new book, “Homey’s Adventures Too.” I am now 71 and I decided that I did not want to spend my time haggling with editors, literary agents, and publishers. The main thing I am interested in is to write for your pleasure and mine. So, without further delay, here is Chapter 22: 

Chapter 22 – The Wonder of You 

Biden was the president elect. Covid 19 was spreading more rapidly because of the colder and changing weather. I looked outside my apartment window and the world looked dismal and rainy. 

I talked to my Xena because this is the one thing that always makes me happy. 

“Darling, I want you to be with me for Thanksgiving, but I know we cannot meet because of the Covid 19 travel restrictions. It hurts me deep inside that I cannot meet you.” 

“It is okay dear. We will get through this together. You are my king, and we will find a way.”  

This motivated me to send another email to my Xena: 

Darling,  

You are my warrior princess and wonder woman. I heard an Elvis song yesterday and I only thought of you. Here are the lyrics: 

Oh oh oh 
When no one else can understand me 
When everything I do is wrong 
You give me hope and consolation 
You give me strength to carry on 
And you’re always there 
To lend a hand in everything I do 

That’s the wonder 
The wonder of you 
(Wonder of you) 

And when you smile, the world is brighter 
You touch my hand, and I’m a king 
Your kiss to me is worth a fortune 
Your love for me is everything 

I guess I’ll never know 
The reason why 
You love me as you do 
That’s the wonder 
The wonder of you 

Oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh oh 
Oh oh oh oh 

I guess I’ll never know the reason why 
You love me as you do 
That’s the wonder 
The wonder of you 

This song fits you perfectly. I don’t care about the stupid virus. I am willing to do anything and go through anything to be with you. I heard that a vaccine will be available soon for the vulnerable. I think I am in that category because I am 70 years old, and I have diabetes. I hope that I can get vaccinated in December. 

Xena emailed me back: 

“Do you think that will help dear?” 

“I think that it will except I don’t know how president elect Biden will fuck things up. I am hoping that he will do what he usually does. He promises everything and delivers nothing.” 

“Our Ukrainian President has Covid 19. I wish Trump would have gotten elected. I don’t think Biden will be good for the Ukraine.” 

“I think you are correct darling. When Biden was vice president, his son took money from the corrupt politicians that your new president replaced. When Biden was Vice President, the Russians took Crimea from the Ukraine. The Obama/ Biden administration sent blankets. Your country cannot defend itself with blankets. President Trump has given the Ukraine weapons to defend your country. In general, Obama/Biden had terrible foreign policy.”  

Talking about Biden did not help my mood any. When I need a boast to my morale, I listen to Elvis. I sent my Xena another email: 

Darling, 

Yesterday, I was listening to “Today, Tomorrow, and Forever” by Elvis. Here are the lyrics: 

I give, give you my heart 
Today tomorrow and forever 
You’ll always be my love 

I vow we’ll never part 
Today tomorrow and forever 
Long as there’s stars above 

The cares of life will fade away 
As long as we’re together 

So stay, stay in my arms 
Today tomorrow and forever 
You’ll always be my love 

I give, give you my heart 
Today tomorrow and forever 
You’ll always be my love 

The cares of life will fade away 
As long as we’re together 

So stay, stay in my arms 
Today tomorrow and forever 
You’ll always be my love 

(Today tomorrow and forever) 
You’ll always be my love 

I have promised you that I will wait for you for as long as it takes. This song says most of it. Homey has his say too. LOL 

With love, 

Jim and Homey 

She responded with another email: 

Mmmmmmm, I want to see Homey. Tell me what Homey wants to do. 

Her wish was my command. I sent her picture of a fully extended homey. Her sexy mind always helped me think of love and not downers like politics. She was the cure for my bad mood, and I suspect she always would be. We continued our correspondence until we both had a happy ending. 

To be honest, I only wanted to do this with my future wife. Since my divorce, I have no appetite for casual sex. I wanted sex only with love. I had not met Xena, but I loved and cherished her as if we were married. Xena knew how to love and respect me like no other woman. We only needed God’s blessing for the rest of our lives. 

Every day I prayed to Jesus to guide me to do what he wants me to do. I also prayed for him to do whatever he thinks is best for Xena and Marie. I wanted to meet my Xena, but that is not what I prayed for. I prayed for what is best for her and Marie. The difference is that I wanted to truly love Xena and Marie. My definition of true love is to want the best for those regardless of my own needs or wants. 

I think I have always loved this way. When I was in my mid-twenties, I loved a nurse who was the runaway bride type. She was constantly engaged but never married. When she gave me the opportunity to be her next fiancée, I did not take the opportunity even though I was in love with her.  

My true love for her was to let her get married without interference if that is what she wanted or needed. Our sex was great, and I had the upper hand over her fiancée, but that was not the way to truly love her. She needed to be happy, and I did not think perpetual engagement was happiness. It was also a sin for me to lust after her and make love to her because she was engaged. I was hurt a long time after that, and this may have been my punishment and lesson from God. Only God knows what we need. We only know what we want. 

I wanted my wonder woman, but I did not really know if that is what God thought I needed. I knew that I could not go to Xena because of Covid 19 restrictions. I also knew she wanted to be with me during the holidays. Another obstacle was arising. My mother was dying of dementia and old age. 

End Of Chapter 22 

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