The Moment

In Central Park

For 21 years I was conditioned to believe that I would have to deny my feelings and marry the opposite sex or that I was divinely called to live as a celibate person for the rest of my life. Up until four years ago I never would have thought that the morning of March 24th, 2019 would ever happen. That is when the love of my life got down on one knee, on a massive rock in Central Park NYC, and proposed. In that moment, with a joy I have never known before, I said yes.

I dreamed of the day when God would couple me with a man that whenever I would look into his beautiful eyes, I would find my home. That prayer has been answered. When I look into Dan’s, I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am wanted, safe, blessed, and home.

He’s a good man; the best. We have made a good life together. We have both displaced past fear to embrace a life-giving future together as one.

I love my Dan.


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