In continuing my writing on relationships, I would like to share a success. Several years ago I had a lunch date with a guy that turned into a relationship which lasted a little over a year. Until it was time for him to return to his native country to continue his career and care for his parents.
We both knew in the back of our minds that day would come, but it did not stop us from enjoying the time we had together. This also made it easier when time came for him to leave. It was not a live in life partner type of arrangement, rather we saw other as often as possible. At times during that year it was on again off again, but some how we always ended up together. Our relationship solidified for me my peace and satisfaction with my sexuality. This was possible, it was was a good thing, I was happy. There was love in our relationship, that I had not experienced before.
He was in his 20's, I in my 40's, age and race are not issues for me.as long as one is of age and old enough to know who they are or well on the way to that place, and know what the they want. Yet he was very mature for his age, and could hold an intelligent conversation on issues from geopolitical situations, cultural events, investing, to spiritual issues. He was in this country on a work visa to complete a year long management residency. He was so open about everything, I often had to warn him about being too out with his coworkers, neighbors. One time we were out to eat and ran into one of his bosses, he introduced me as his boyfriend. He finally learned the lesson the hard way, fortunately he was not hurt in the process.
Often I had to explain things to him with regards to our laws, and our culture. One time he received a letter from the DMV, and thought they were going to take his car away. I explained about paying his taxes, and renewing his car registration. He also helped me see a lighter side of life, and my sexuality. Its no surprise I often take myself, and the issues I have too seriously.
Experiencing a relationship helped me know that is what I want to have in my life again. It is what I hope for in the long term. Someone special to me, for me. Someone in my corner, who knows me well.
The day came it was time for him to leave, it was a sad, bittersweet moment. I still hear from him from time to time via email.
Next Wrapping it all up.
We both knew in the back of our minds that day would come, but it did not stop us from enjoying the time we had together. This also made it easier when time came for him to leave. It was not a live in life partner type of arrangement, rather we saw other as often as possible. At times during that year it was on again off again, but some how we always ended up together. Our relationship solidified for me my peace and satisfaction with my sexuality. This was possible, it was was a good thing, I was happy. There was love in our relationship, that I had not experienced before.
He was in his 20's, I in my 40's, age and race are not issues for me.as long as one is of age and old enough to know who they are or well on the way to that place, and know what the they want. Yet he was very mature for his age, and could hold an intelligent conversation on issues from geopolitical situations, cultural events, investing, to spiritual issues. He was in this country on a work visa to complete a year long management residency. He was so open about everything, I often had to warn him about being too out with his coworkers, neighbors. One time we were out to eat and ran into one of his bosses, he introduced me as his boyfriend. He finally learned the lesson the hard way, fortunately he was not hurt in the process.
Often I had to explain things to him with regards to our laws, and our culture. One time he received a letter from the DMV, and thought they were going to take his car away. I explained about paying his taxes, and renewing his car registration. He also helped me see a lighter side of life, and my sexuality. Its no surprise I often take myself, and the issues I have too seriously.
Experiencing a relationship helped me know that is what I want to have in my life again. It is what I hope for in the long term. Someone special to me, for me. Someone in my corner, who knows me well.
The day came it was time for him to leave, it was a sad, bittersweet moment. I still hear from him from time to time via email.
Next Wrapping it all up.
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