5 Helpless Years and Counting...

Yesterday, my best bud Dor called and said, "Do you know what tomorrow is?"

And I replied, "No. What?"

She started giggling and said, "You're such an idiot..." (More giggles) "It's your 5th anniversary. You and Will have been together for 5 years, you jackass."

We both laughed and then I yelled to Will, "WILL? DO YOU KNOW WHAT TOMORROW IS??"

And he replied, "Saturday."

We knew that it was coming up, we just didn't know what date, exactly. Doreen always has to tell us. I know, it's pathetic, isn't it?

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Dear Will,

I'm not really sure what to say. I'm afraid to think of it too much...the gratitude...the respect and admiration...the love that I feel for you and for us that reaches the depths of my depths.

I'm afraid if I think of it, truly think of it...and grasp the enormity of it, I'll collapse into a heap of nothing worth kicking.

I'm afraid if I think of it, truly think of it...and grasp the enormity of it, I'll be paralyzed by fear that at any moment, the best thing to ever happen to me could be taken away.

I'm not naive enough to think that it can't be.

So, every time, when I come home and the garage door opens and I see your truck, I breathe a sigh of relief that you've been brought home safely. And I thank whatever is out there...

Thank you...for him...

for Will and my life and our lives together...I can't ever express how grateful I am for the best 5 years of my life thus far. And if it all changes tomorrow, thank you for these 5 helpless years. It has been an enormous gift.

Happy Anniversary, William...

I think that 5 years is the equivalent of 35 years in gay years. I'm not sure, I'll have to check with headquarters on that one.