This is a difficult one to write, because I don’t think I’ve ever written about Alexander before, or about what He means to me. He is the only truly historically corroborated deified human to receive my devotion. We have known one another for a very long time, but I honestly have no idea when He first approached me.
I just remember being young, and completely fascinated. I think it was around the time I was trying to get Ares’ attention, but He (I now know Zeus encouraged this) sort of pushed Alexander at me, and said, “Here, You deal with that instead.” Luckily, Alexander and I, especially my younger self, had quite a lot in common.
Mostly, our conversations consisted of me asking unending questions, and Him answering them with wit and flair. To this day, He makes me laugh more than Anyone, and I always feel safest and most secure when He is near.
I’m sure this is a different dynamic than His other devotees have with Him. That’s fine. Our relationship is something quite different. It isn’t important for me to disclose the details, but I didn’t want to get toward the end of my participation in this year’s Gratitude Project without letting Him know how much He means to me.
I would be so much less without Alexander. He fills the gaps in my rule, and in my existence. He is my Right Hand, the General of Generals, and He can never be replaced. He has my sincerest devotion– my love— and I am grateful that Zeus told Him to wait for me. But I am most grateful that He decided I was worth waiting for.