Nothing can be better than finding that one amazing person that wants to know everything about you. The person that loves you, not matter what, including the weird quirks that you didn't realize you had until they brought them to your attention. While loving every little ounce of goofiness, playfulness, seriousness, and everything in between.
And in less than one full year, even less than eleven months, this wonderful, creative, supportive, caring, and sweet woman will be my wife. Since the day we met, we knew we would continue through life side-by-side. It is not a guarantee, it is not a promise, but it is how we see our future, together.
She stole my heart, I stole her swag.
Closing thought: It's love. Our love. Plain and simple.
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Showing posts with label Lesbian. Show all posts
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Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Holy Crap... Unexpected!!
I cannot say just how EXCITED I am for this very fast update!!
Ironically, the day after I originally posted "My Turn" ... I walk into the Atrium on campus and what do I see in the Student Life Fair but a PRIDE ALLIANCE booth!! And their first meeting is going to be held this coming Friday, February 8th from 12:30 to 2pm!! Too bad I have to be to work at 1 on Friday! :-( I am crossing my fingers to be able to be a VERY active member in the PRIDE ALLIANCE!!
Monday, December 3, 2012
Reading List
Since I started taking my (favorite literature class thus far) Gay & Lesbian Literature class at school (and keep in mind that I am going to be 30, so "school" that I speak of is my first attempt at college since life happened between now & high school), I have started to make a reading list. I might, one day, post my list but until I get it squared away, feel free to tell me what are your favorite LGBT genre novels, memoirs, fiction, etc.
I am always excited to add to my ever-growing "library" of literature, sitting on my dresser, leaned against my jewelry box. Eventually, when she and I buy a house, we will have a library for the vast amounts of books that the two of us have collected over the years, seperately and as a couple.
Here are a few titles or authors that I have an interest in reading:
* ♥ ˚ ˚✰˚ ˛★* 。 ღ˛°
Updating my list!
I have an ever expanding, almost exploding, bookshelf full of books within the LGBTQAI genre and I can't seem to stop adding more to it!
I am always excited to add to my ever-growing "library" of literature, sitting on my dresser, leaned against my jewelry box. Eventually, when she and I buy a house, we will have a library for the vast amounts of books that the two of us have collected over the years, seperately and as a couple.
Here are a few titles or authors that I have an interest in reading:
- Butch is a Noun - S. Bear Bergman
- Drag King Dreams - Leslie Feinberg
- Audre Lorde
- Are You My Mother? - Alison Bechdel
- Ellen Hopkins (possibly but not a burning interest)
- House on Mango Street - Sandra Cisneros
- And Tango Makes Three - Peter Parnell and Justin Richardson (may be children's lit but I do have kids!)
As you can tell, it's a short list at the moment, considering I'm sitting here trying to recall what titles I had wanted to read.
Alright, time to jet. Needing to get home to finish my papers (obviously, I have not accomplished them yet since I'm still a little distracted. Hoping I have officially cleared my mind now!)
Let me mention one minor side note: my girlfriend has decided that I am "overly obsessed with my 'gayness'." Please remind her that it's completely alright for me to be like this!! :-)
Let me mention one minor side note: my girlfriend has decided that I am "overly obsessed with my 'gayness'." Please remind her that it's completely alright for me to be like this!! :-)
Closing Thoughts: Ever expanding knowledge, ROCKS! Plain and simple.
* ♥ ˚ ˚✰˚ ˛★* 。 ღ˛°
Updating my list!
I have an ever expanding, almost exploding, bookshelf full of books within the LGBTQAI genre and I can't seem to stop adding more to it!
- The Illusionist - Francoise Mallet-Joris
- I Am a Red Dress: Incantations on a Grandmother, a Mother, and a Daughter - Anna Camilleri
- Annie on My Mind - Nancy Garden
- Ash & Huntress - Malinda Lo
- The Photograph - Jane Retzig
- Tell the Wolves I'm Home - Carol Rifka Brunt
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
My Commitment
When you meet that one person, have
that intimate connection, and know they are “the one” that you never want to
see walk out of your life, do yourself a favor, and let them know how you
feel. Don’t wait.
I have been overwhelmingly blessed with this past year to have been able to spend the countless minutes, days, weeks, months with the one person that I want to spend my life with. We both admit that we “knew” from the night that we met, that we would be in a relationship, which neither of us wanted to go through life without taking the chance of being together. Good or bad, pass or fail, we were taking that chance.
I have learned with her, there is just a connection; a deeper pull at the innermost part of my heart that I had not known existed before her, even through all of my past failed relationships.
At one time, early in our budding relationship, she admitted that I had “stolen [her] swag,” rendering her almost useless when other girls tried to carry a conversation with her. Of course, I giggled, not knowing how to really react to her openness and sweet confession of her feelings. At that moment, I knew for sure that my heart belonged with, to her.
We may not be engaged nor married, but we have a commitment to each other that no other will or can come between, or compromise. She is the one I want to fall asleep with always, the one I want to wake up beside, the one I want to reach each life milestone with from here on out. “25 to life” has become my promise to her, especially since one of her co-workers cracked a joke about me being her “ball-and-chain.”
In my heart, I know she is the woman I am going to grow old with. From her heart, she has given the assurance that she is no longer looking for someone new.
One day, in the near-ish future, she has already let on that she will be putting a ring on my finger. Not to be jumping the gun at all but I cannot wait to be able to show the world our commitment to each other through that sparkle on my left hand. With or without the ring, she has let everyone know that “[I] have been spoken for since we met and nobody better try to come between us, if they know what is good for them.” No, she’s not trying to be a jerk, not trying to be controlling, just not wanting to have to deal with people that try to split a good thing.
She’s my protector. She’s my best friend. She’s my heart. She’s my supporter. She’s my “man.” She has been there to remind me that I am more than the person I was in my past. She has been my shoulder to cry on. She’s my lover. She is my equal. She is the one I have spent my adult life looking for. I am so thankful to have found the love of my life in the woman that refuses to give up on our love, even when times get rough between us.
Closing Thought: Commitment is a deeper feeling than words can define. Plain and simple.
* ♥ ˚ ˚✰˚ ˛★* 。 ღ˛°
I have been overwhelmingly blessed with this past year to have been able to spend the countless minutes, days, weeks, months with the one person that I want to spend my life with. We both admit that we “knew” from the night that we met, that we would be in a relationship, which neither of us wanted to go through life without taking the chance of being together. Good or bad, pass or fail, we were taking that chance.
I have learned with her, there is just a connection; a deeper pull at the innermost part of my heart that I had not known existed before her, even through all of my past failed relationships.
At one time, early in our budding relationship, she admitted that I had “stolen [her] swag,” rendering her almost useless when other girls tried to carry a conversation with her. Of course, I giggled, not knowing how to really react to her openness and sweet confession of her feelings. At that moment, I knew for sure that my heart belonged with, to her.
We may not be engaged nor married, but we have a commitment to each other that no other will or can come between, or compromise. She is the one I want to fall asleep with always, the one I want to wake up beside, the one I want to reach each life milestone with from here on out. “25 to life” has become my promise to her, especially since one of her co-workers cracked a joke about me being her “ball-and-chain.”
In my heart, I know she is the woman I am going to grow old with. From her heart, she has given the assurance that she is no longer looking for someone new.
One day, in the near-ish future, she has already let on that she will be putting a ring on my finger. Not to be jumping the gun at all but I cannot wait to be able to show the world our commitment to each other through that sparkle on my left hand. With or without the ring, she has let everyone know that “[I] have been spoken for since we met and nobody better try to come between us, if they know what is good for them.” No, she’s not trying to be a jerk, not trying to be controlling, just not wanting to have to deal with people that try to split a good thing.
She’s my protector. She’s my best friend. She’s my heart. She’s my supporter. She’s my “man.” She has been there to remind me that I am more than the person I was in my past. She has been my shoulder to cry on. She’s my lover. She is my equal. She is the one I have spent my adult life looking for. I am so thankful to have found the love of my life in the woman that refuses to give up on our love, even when times get rough between us.
Closing Thought: Commitment is a deeper feeling than words can define. Plain and simple.
* ♥ ˚ ˚✰˚ ˛★* 。 ღ˛°
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