At this moment 11 years ago I kissed my wife for the first time. I was shy and scared and nervous. I pulled back quickly, “Don’t make me fall in love with you unless this is going to be forever.” She kissed me again and said, “Go ahead and fall. I’m going to marry you some day.” (Oh the cheesiness! It’s the stuff good teenage romance is made of.)
Through high school, college, graduate school, secrecy and coming out, change in friends, different apartments and houses, new jobs, layoffs, career changes, discrimination, family disapproval, and law changes…she was right the whole time.
I have spent every day of the past 11 years in love. The thing is, at the time I didn’t really believe her, but I went ahead and threw my heart in the ring anyway (as I’ve come to do with all things in life!)…thank God I did.
