Love Supreme

Hi.

I'm going to kick off my absolutely brand-new blog with something simple.  Hopefully you will enjoy it and come back for more.

On the way home tonight I stopped at a restaurant to get what I consider a culinary delight-- tacos. I don't know what it is about tacos, but they set off something inside me that just rings all the right bells and whistles.  But I don't get just tacos... no, I spiff it up a notch and go for the taco SUPREME. Yes, that's right, add a little sour cream to the mix, and I could practically inhale them!

As I was eating my tacos (SUPREME!) I thought about the word supreme, and how it expresses the best of the best-- whatever the word 'supreme' describes must be the best of the best, the ultimate top, higher than anything else you're ever experienced.  And because my mind can go off into tangents at the drop of a hat like a madman playing word association games, Diana Ross and the Supremes just popped into my head, and then John Coltrane's "Love Supreme" came to mind, and then... then I had to think, what IS "Love Supreme"?

I don't know about you, but I have my own take on this.  Of course, I could 'preach' about the love of God, and how that is supreme, but I don't want to turn off anyone who may be non-religious, so for now I will set that aside and try to bring it down to something a little less mystical.  I know we all try to find a lover who will fill that ideal we have towards a partner, mate, spouse, or significant other. I constantly read posts from friends on various social media sites about their attempts to find 'that one' who can be the ultimate supplier of love.  But how do we know that this person brings that desired "Love Supreme"?  Is it even possible?

I say it is possible, because I believe I have found it.  Or, more precisely, it has found me.  As you may know, I have recently married my best friend, David.  Oops, wow, uh... did I just say that I am married to another man?  Yes, that's right.  I am married to another man.  And that makes me gay... If you found me through an Internet search and stumbled across this post, and you have suddenly found out that I am gay, well... I am gay, and have always been gay, and nothing will ever change that-- oh, there was a time when I wanted this to change, but I have accepted that it will not change, and I'm so much happier for having come to that point in my life where I CAN accept it, live with it, and move on.  But, I digress.

Getting back to David... We met online about five years ago.  When I first saw him, I thought he was stunningly handsome (and he still is) and felt compelled to drop him a line. I thought nothing would come of it.  I gave him a compliment and left it at that, and hoped that he might drop me a line in return.  He did. And that was the start of something that slowly built over time.

What I didn't realize until this past year is just how much David loved me.  He was 'taken', and out of my reach, so to speak. But we still kept in contact, and once in a while, David would do something special for me.  He bought me a Nook, for example, or tickets to see Earth, Wind and Fire (one of my favorite bands) with a friend.  See, David could not be with me to enjoy that special time together, but he still loved me enough to want me to enjoy the things he knew I would enjoy, and he knew that I'd enjoy it more if I saw it with someone else, so he bought two tickets.  That's just the way he is, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy the 'attention.  There is one thing, however, that really showed me he loved me, one thing that showed me he possessed that "Love Supreme":  he humbled himself and cleaned up a mess I had created.  And when I found out what he had done, he did not brag about it, or lord it over me....Instead, he remained quiet and unassuming as I burst into tears.

You see, it is very rare that someone has ever cared enough for me to do things like that. I've always been the independent, self-reliable type, but when David took the time and put forth the effort-- and it wasn't easy, and it took several hours of hard work-- just for me, to give me a hand where I needed it, it was the greatest gift I had received in years. It was a moment that defined his love for me-- as some kind of transcendent, boundless, eternal love that far outstripped anything else I had ever experienced from another human being. That moment was the moment I realized just how deeply David loved me, and it was at that moment that I began to wish that David would somehow make it possible for us to be lovers in every sense of the word. And he did, and on December 24, 2012, David and I exchanged rings and officially became the cutest and luckiest gay couple in the whole U.S.  :o)

So, David T. Boyd, thank you for showing me that Love Supreme and accepting me into your life.  I promise to do my best to pay it back and pay it forward, and may we have many happy years in bliss together.

Namaste.