I’m sitting at my gate at the airport, waiting for my flight home from Spacey’s funeral.

I feel calm this morning, safe.

The weekend was hard, very very hard but also good.

Sister and I spoke about him and in a way for him, at the funeral, at the viewing, and in all the little times and places that other mourning people sought solace and comfort.

I made deep connections with PowerFlower and her lovely husband. She spoke at the service too, in a deep and mighty way.

Between us we gently but firmly cradled everyone there and sort of shook the rafters.

It felt good.

And we spent quality time wrapping Mae in the warm loving embrace that is the continuance of our family during such an abrupt and painful departure.

This morning as ‘flower and Mr. Flower (he’s going to need a nickname too and shortly, I’m leaning into “Donuts”) drove me to the airport I got a powerful message from my brother:

TAKE JOY IN NEW THINGS.

Love what was, and hold onto it, yes. But also, welcome new love and joy and connection and growth into my life, my heart, my day.

I hear you brother.

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At 6:12am this morning, my brother Spacey died.

And a large piece of me has died with him.

This is the last picture of us together. I was just with him in the hospital, on Friday, He was there because he’s been recovering from a brain injury and a spine injury he got when he was out running, back in July.

When I first went to leave the hospital I asked him if I could take our picture, and he nodded yes. Then he lifted his hand and made the sign language gesture for “I love you.”

I can’t describe the pain of this loss. It’s immense.

I love his wife Mae, and their daughter so very much. They are my family, as he was my family. We are not related by blood, but in every other way possible, we are brothers.

And he is gone.

I feel empty inside.


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I just love the heck out of the show Ted Lasso. Spacey got me hooked on it. At first, I was super dubious about it. It’s a show about sports!

But it isn’t really. I mean, yes it IS a show about an American high school football coach, who gets hired to coach a professional soccer team in England. But it’s about way more than that. Ted Lasso is this irrepressible optimist, who digs in deep to the emotional lives of the people around him, and works hard to make their lives better.

The show is filled with characters you feel very strongly about. Some you love, some you hate, and some just utterly bewilder you. It’s brilliant.

If you haven’t seen it, you should.

Also, if you haven’t seen it yet, stop reading this post, because spoilers.

Kit man Will, and Assistant Coach Nate, who used to be the kit man.

So in season one, you get to know Nate Shelly, the team kit man. He's this shy, affable, sort of nobody. He loves his job, he loves football, he loves the team, and he's invisible. There is beat after beat after beat showing how he's just this big nothing burger.

The team owner Rebecca thinks she’s never met him, and doesn’t know his name. The players regularly treat him like garbage. At one point he accidentally gets locked inside the luggage compartment of the team bus.

But Ted never treats him like that. From the minute Ted meets him, he’s kind to him. And in his kindness, Nate blossoms. And other people around Ted and Nate see Ted do this and learn from him. Nate goes on to become an assistant coach. He’s really smart, really knowledgeable about the game, and his suggestions really help the team get better.

Then in the second season, this other thing happens.

When Nate becomes assistant coach at the end of Season 1, there’s this moment of surprise, where Nate thinks he’s being sacked. And he lashes out, says something really terrible to Rebecca. Which is quickly dismissed as a mistake, once he realizes he’s been promoted, and everyone laughs.

But it’s the seed of something much darker that comes to pass during season two.

The team hires a new kit man, Will. And right away, Nate takes issue with pretty much anything and everything Will does. Which seems both petty in a funny way, and funny in a petty way.

It's really smart writing though because after the first couple of times it happens, you get the sense that there's really something else much more troubling going on here.

Nate is incredibly shy and has very little self-confidence. He struggles to be respected trying to make a reservation in an everyday restaurant for his parents’ anniversary dinner.

Rebecca teaches him how to be confident by psyching himself up. And when he does it, the way he does it is sort of gross and a perversion of what she taught him. He's really mean to himself.

Later in the season you see him around his father and something starts to become quite clear. His father is an unkind bully. He diminishes Nate's accomplishments, talks down to him, treats him like an unruly child.

And Nate, in turn takes it out on people when he can too. He's incredibly cruel to players who used to tease him, and downright abusive to the new kit man Will.

As the season goes on, this gets worse and worse. Nate spirals out of control, becoming saturated in a mixture of anger, aggression, self loathing, addiction to attention, and an ever-growing need for validation.

If you get something truly astoundingly awful that I'm not going to tell you because you have to see it for yourself.

So I really love this show, and I get a lot out of it. It's a kind of comfort food to me that I watch over and over. In part, that's because it helps me feel close to Spacey. Which I really need right now, because of what he's going through.

But the really smart writing in this show also shows me something else that sometimes I struggle to elaborate to others.

Everyone around us affects us. We affect everybody else too. Nate becomes more and more cruel because that is what is taught to him by his dad. He's perpetuating the cycle of unkindness and abuse.

Ted short circuits that cycle, but he's only one guy and he has his own issues to deal with. So along the way Nate gets a taste of what it is to be valued, but it's not enough to overcome the negative messaging he was raised with and continues to receive.

Nate is not the only person in the show who have to deal with stuff like this. One of the players, Jamie who is an absolute Ace, a star is also a prima donna and an asshole. And his dad is an abusive piece of shit.

Jamie manages to get away from it, and better himself but it's clearly an uphill struggle for him too.

I want to think that Jason Sudeikis, the star of Ted Lasso, and one of the people who write the show is showing us all this as something of a cautionary tale.

I think that the show at its’ heart is about the choice between kindness and cruelty.

It's really a powerful choice.

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So I’ve been sitting on some very awful news.

At the end of July, Spacey was out running and was terribly injured when a tree fell on him.

He has a traumatic brain injury and his spine was seriously injured. He’s in a coma, recovering slowly.

I’m posting about it here because one of the more exhausting parts of dealing with this sort of thing is endlessly talking about it as more people not in the immediate fallout periphery of the event find out.

It’s a rough time for our family, and your warm wishes are very welcome.

I love Spacey more than I have words for. Although we aren’t related by blood, we have called one another brother for a very long time. He’s been a part of my life for almost 30 years.

There is a post about this app on the fetlife group. You’re welcome to leave your good wishes there. There’s not a gofundme or anything like that. If we need to do that sort of thing, I’ll post about it there.

Thanks.

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It’s been a minute or two since I’ve blogged. I’ve been dealing with some heavy life stuff. I’m not gonna get into it cause it’s private.

But I’m starting to come out the other side of it, and I want to show my blog some love.

What’s on my mind lately is steering.

When I was a kid I was fortunate enough to go on a fancy trip to Kenya. One of the things I got to do while we were there was sit in the copilot seat of a small plane while we flew around Mount Kilimanjaro.

For a brief few minutes the pilot had me put my hands on the control wheel and steer the plane.

It was both exciting and terrifying.

Later in life when I learned to drive a car and first got on the road I remember how I used to grip the wheel bone tight in my fingers.

I was so scared of making a mistake, so vigilant with what I was doing.

I find that to be a metaphor for life.

I’m grateful today for some plans that I have. Missy and I want to move out of state, down to Florida. There are a lot of reasons we want to do this.

However it’s not a quick matter. It’s a several year plan, as we deal with our home in Virginia, some savings goals, and just some aspects of our lives.

My partner Spacey often says, “make a plan, but hold it loosely.”

I see the wisdom in this so clearly.

And I see that that idea applies both to the very short term and very long term. It’s a very good thing to wake up, pause, and assess your day.

For example today I plan to get a workout in before work this morning, spend my day working, and make something very nice for dinner tonight.

Just this morning, I moved around some money toward that Florida goal. There are some benchmarks I have my eye on and we are headed toward them admirably.

There is this interesting tension between those short and long-term modes of perception. It very much reminds me of driving a car or piloting a plane. You get in, get started, make little adjustments along the way. And eventually, that’s going to take you somewhere.

i’m grateful for that.

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