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Every time I think about this woman I can't help it but smile… pleasant feelings accompany these memories.  She’s always been someone I look up to.

The woman, in this story, I’ll call Joy… that’s what she’s always meant to me… I’m always happy to see her.

Joy and my personal SPV were as thick as thieves… believe me when I tell you that I don’t understand why… they’ve absolutely nothing in common… except, of course, being members of the same tribe! I used to compare them when I was little… and I knew, from observing Joy, that our attitude towards life is what makes us go after success or find failure instead… if something's going to happen, I’ll have to make sure it does happen as no one else will do it for me… it’s that easy… not complicated at all…

My SPV has always been demanding, unstable, selfish and violent… today, she finally lacks my presence and she perceives my reasonable desire to put her behind… I’m getting there… any day now!  Hard, but not impossible!

Joy was so cool, so cheerful, and so light, that I couldn’t stop hoping my SPV wouldn’t kill my spirit to the extent to prevent me from learning from Joy… that’s what I longed for… to learn to be that optimistic and confident.

• I want to be like her when I grow up - I used to silently wish whenever I saw Joy.

And it had to be a silent wish as my habitat was controlled by an SPV to the Nth…  Had I confessed my desire out loud, I would’ve gotten the shit kicked out of me… well, not that my personal SPV needed any excuses.

Every time I’m facing a dilemma I think of Joy… and I breathe… and I smile…  There were no forbidden topics of conversation for Joy… I could talk to her about anything without fearing any negative consequences or a violent blow… and, despite how ridiculous the subject might have been, she always made me feel important… and I was able to be just ME!

If she was able to have that sort of influence in my life when I was so young… why didn’t any of her qualities rub off on my SPV?  Like by osmosis, right? Why can’t SPV’s adopt any positive behaviors?  Why would they rather be endured than loved?  Why are they so bitterly selfish and egotistical?

Oh, oh… I cannot believe I’m actually writing down these questions!  Am I losing my mind? Okay, earth to me… because they are SPVs!

Simply put, they’d rather be SPVs than human beings… they prefer darkness to light… and they intend to become ‘Centers of the Universe’ by thumping their way in and by verbally abusing us.

Joy has a special place in this world, in my world… by just being her… she’s never intended nor needed to become ‘Center of the Universe’ to be important in my world!

The absence of an SPV is celebrated and enjoyed… unlike someone like Joy, whom one misses if she’s not there and longs for her presence!

I understand it when people say that nobody’s perfect… though from my very own peculiar point of view, whoever inspires you in this world in a positive way… is perfect! It’s been a pleasure having shared this planet with you Joy!