I don’t know if it was the Trade Winds gently stirring the
palm leaves or the Mai Tais or the wonderful man at my side, but it was certainly was one of the most perfect
and romantic days of my life.
My partner (now I guess I can officially say husband) got to
spend 5 days in Honolulu. We did lots of
touristy things like a trip to Pearl Harbor and a catamaran trip to snorkel with
sea turtles and watch mother and baby whales playing in the ocean. But the huge highlight of the trip was our
wedding. Technically a Civil Union under
Hawaiian law but still significant to us.
The day of the wedding we spent the morning on the cliffs
below Diamond Head. You can get naked up
on the ledges if you are just a little discreet. We met a couple of guys that turned out to be
airline attendants. It was really nice
to lay out naked with a group of guys with the Pacific in the background and
the son touching all over.
Then we went back to the hotel for lunch and to clean up and
get dressed for the wedding. The dressing
took a little longer than anticipated – there were pictures taken in the
shower. But we made it to Magic Island
on time. I was in all white and he wore
a black shirt and tan pants. We looked
fabulous! It was just the two of us and
the minister but with the harbor full of sail boats and Diamond Head in the
back ground it was perfectly romantic.
The vows were simple but so moving. I had never been happier or more in love in my
life. After the ceremony we just sat on
a park bench and smiled and laughed and enjoyed each other and the beautiful world
around us.
We went back to the Hotel and had wonderful sex (we had to consummate
the marriage!) We cleaned up again and
changed outfits and went to a huge luau.
The word had gotten around that we had gotten married that afternoon and
we were congratulated over and over again by many in our group.
The evening ended with Mai Tais with friends and a walk
along the beach. Oh and of course more
sex before we called it a night (or morning.)
When I came out , I never saw such things in my future when
I came out. I thought that a LBG
(late-breaking-gay) I was going to be lucky to have a little fun. I never imagined that I would fall in love and
get married to a man that I know is my soul-mate.
If you haven’t come out yet – if you don’t ever come out –
or if you have come out but haven’t found that soul mate – don’t give up – just
be the best person you can be and you will make it. It does get better when you come out and let
you be you.
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