Sep 24, 2012 3:52 PM GMT
We thought this topic inappropriate for the main forum of all things gay, so have started it here.
This weekend, we had the pleasure of hosting and mentoring our 18 year old nephew. We hadn't seen Dan for 2 years and he's now a man. He has a great girlfriend. He's in University.
While talking to him he started peppering us about our relationship, and something interesting came up. Our park of counted sorrows.
Bill and I, for the first 9 years, often drove to a park at night (Memorial Park South) at 41st & Chester, for those that know Vancouver. We'd sit in the truck, relaxing in each others' presence, and talk of any and all hurts we'd ever experienced, what we learned from them, and talked about each of our daily experiences. We were bleshing, blending and meshing at the same time, lol.
We'd offer each other insights to give each other a boost and to help each other navigate though our emotional seas.
So here is our park in spirit, which we'd like to share with you. Have a seat.