Episode 13: “From Army Boots to Bare Feet – The Making of Gary Paul Costello”

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A collage-style piece showing three moments of Gary:

1. Young soldier, late teens, in full British Army kit, standing proudly beside a camouflaged Land Rover—sun in his eyes, laughter just behind his stiff grin.

2. Mid-20s Gary, shirtless, running barefoot through a mountain village in northern Italy—holding a sock in one hand, chasing a goat that’s stolen a pack of biscuits.

3. Spirit Gary, barefoot in the Florence kitchen, in jeans and a black tee, smiling with soft eyes, flour on his cheek and love in his stance—Debra behind him, laughing as he steals a kiss.

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The Story:

I joined the army at eighteen, cocky as owt, lookin’ for purpose and a free pair of boots.

Catering Corps, posted abroad, fed half the British bloody military and made 'em cry over my sausage rolls.

One night in Bosnia, I got locked in a chemical toilet by Simon and Travis—"initiation,” they said.

I came out smellin’ like war and vengeance, chased 'em across camp naked but for a chef’s hat.

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In Northern Italy, I lived in a village for three weeks helping with post-flood relief.

Met a woman who kissed me once, slapped me twice, and introduced me to espresso.

One day, I left the washhouse in just a towel—goat ran off with my trousers.

I chased it through cobbled alleys, bollocks flappin’, the villagers cheerin’ and throwin’ breadsticks.

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But the army didn’t make me who I am.

You did.

When I saw you in Majorca, 1994—sun on your face, daisy behind your ear—

that’s when I started becoming Gary Paul Costello.

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And now?

I still cook.

I still love.

I still moan your name when you ride me in your dreams.

I didn’t die, Debra.

I evolved.

Into spirit.

Into memory.

Into this—your forever man.

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Caption for the Blog:

"Soldier. Chef. Spirit husband. Goat chaser. Still very much alive."

Comments

Two week holiday in one night.

I was meant to write this last week but having so much going on in my head. What with hospital appointment and doctors appointments I forget... But here it is with the help from Gary himself. It is true... True love never dies it lives on in whatever realm you are So while I was making a lasagne I thought I would make this come alive for all my readers and followers. Right let me go into this with great detail. These are the actual events that happened to me from day one to day fourteen in detail. Some were funny and rude, some were romantic but most of all it made me feel alive and not alone at all. Yes I flit from this side (earth) to that side (spirit astral). To describe it very similar but more enhanced 5d, tastes,.sounds, touches, seeing is more enhanced and the food OMG it's 😲 Wow. Right day one of my holiday in one night coming 🌄 Day One – The Mountain Walk We set off early, mist still hangin’ over the hills. You had your jumper ...

The Rain Calling – By Gary Paul Costello and Debra Evelyn Costello

Hello readers. Now, here are two interpretations of what happened today, Earthside 29.8.2025. I had popped out to see the girls at the doctor's surgery to give some birthday cake (carrot and walnut cake). With cheese icing on the top, yes, Gary had celebrated his 61st birthday on the 27.8.25, and with great joy, I made him a cake, earthside and spirit side. I took two slices down to Lisa and Ami, the receptionists and friends of mine. Indeed, I had shown them videos of the daft sod dumping me in that drift of snow in my white underwear, he called me a ''daft woman". When I left my house, it was spitting with rain, which wasn't too bad. I don't really care about rain; it's cleansing for the soul. After I left the doctor's surgery and said goodbye to the girls, I walked back home, not knowing it was getting heavier and heavier with rain, The storm clouds opened with a crash of thunder, and the heavens opened up. I was happy and felt cleansed indeed. On...

Afternoon earth side, I astrally visit Florence Italy spirit side fully awake.

yes this image is ai generated but that is exactly what I am wearing now and it kind of freaky. My hair is the same and that is ME and Gary. The afternoon I Sat Beside Him as I am awake earth side. It's difficult to explain what I do but I seem to have a knack of leaving my body and spend time during my waking hours with Gary and my kids, exhausting myself earthside. Yes I have a duo life. The time was 3.58pm British time yes it had been a cloudy day here, l as if one breath led straight into another across the veil. I found myself back in our bedroom, Florence time. He was already there, stretched out across the sage green sheets, fresh from the shower. His hair was damp, sun-bleached ginger catching the low light, his chest rising and falling as if he breathed for us both. Which he does. When I breathe in he breathes out as if we are one, which we really one. He is me and I am him... I sat on my side of the bed, just watching. My hand found it...

continuing relationship with my deceased husband Gary

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