But essentially we are just two mates living together. We have degayed our lives in our older age. Not every gay couple does. I recently heard of a a very long time couple sending a plea to our government to be allowed to be married. I admire their passion, but it is not for us. Never mind that the ever so not teenage John Gray in Wales is about to marry his male partner.
We are just happy together, living in many ways independent lives but with each other.
But god forbid that I would forget Valentine's Day, which I see as a commercial construction in Australia. Ditto Halloween. Valentine's Day wasn't something that happened in Australia until recent years, well not that recent. There was a time when the tabloid newspaper had almost a lift out booklet of personal messages for Valentines Day. Now it is a couple of sheets.
It was quite early in the morning when I had to rise for work on the 14th of February and as expected a card with a chocolate greeted me on the kitchen bench. I replaced the card with mine to R.
I rolled my eyes when I saw R's card, and thought, too damn late for that sweetheart, but as his salutation inside said similar to my thoughts.
My card. I am so not the hipster that I may want to be.
R's card. It made me feel very sad. I am scared and frightened that he might not be around forever and I am scared and frightened for him should I not be around. Many have trod the path before and survived, but it is not something you look forward to.
So what is love? Haddaway said it clearly enough so many years ago with a minimal of lyrics.
PS This was begun as a post about something else with only the first paragraph written. Let us say it evolved.