It was the first time
relaxingpiano
Registrant
Yesterday Jeff and I spent much time in the park talking, walking and sharing. I took some pictures which I wish I could easily post here because there is so much more behind these pictures. And while I will keep the details confidential, it marks a moment of new growth not only in both Jeff and I individually but it marks a new moment of growth between us. If someone would have told me that you could be with someone for over 6 years and grow the way we have, I could have never believed it.
Yesterday I learned some things that I did not know. Yet, my heart goes out to Jeff and loves him no matter what. The man I fell in love with is the same person I know. These were just details. But they were more than details. They marked the celebration of his new found steps.
And in the process, I'm learning more about myself as I learn about someone that I so love with every ounce of my breath. Jeff is the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with and I've known that from the day we met. There was no uncertainty when my eyes met his on that very first day. And to see how we have both pushed through so much in our lives together and how we have both changed in some dramatic ways is just icing on the cake.
Jeff is the first person that I loved and the first one that I allowed to love me. I celebrate with him today in our ever deeper understanding of what it means to not only love ourselves individually but as united hearts and spirits.
Here's something I wrote for Jeff. Jeff I will always love you just I have from the moment we met. My heart sings as it has been touched so deeply by you in ways that I could never have imagined.
It was a first time: For Jeff
Don Shetterly, Apr 28, 2006
I remember that first gaze of our souls
Where no one dared to look.
Yet we were so innocent, so pure, so filling.
It was a special time
It was a first time
I remember the first trust of our souls
Where no one dared to go
Yet we were so mature, so wanting, so inviting
It was a starting point
It was a first time
I remember that first touch of our souls
Where no one dared to touch.
Yet we were so longing, so needing, so wanting
It was a loving point
It was a first time
I remember that first embrace of our hearts
Where no one dared to open
Yet we were so caring, so seeking, so nurturing
It was a growing point
It was a first time
I remember that first waking of our day
Where no one dared to know
Yet we were so connecting, so living, so seeing
It was a magic moment
It was a first time
I remember the first tears of goodbye
Where no one dared to see
Yet we were so feeling, so ready, so cautious
It was a feeling point
It was a first time
I remember the first knowing of our love
Where no one dared to ask
Yet we were so trusting, so pure, so ready
It was a beginning point
It was a first time.
Yesterday I learned some things that I did not know. Yet, my heart goes out to Jeff and loves him no matter what. The man I fell in love with is the same person I know. These were just details. But they were more than details. They marked the celebration of his new found steps.
And in the process, I'm learning more about myself as I learn about someone that I so love with every ounce of my breath. Jeff is the one that I want to spend the rest of my life with and I've known that from the day we met. There was no uncertainty when my eyes met his on that very first day. And to see how we have both pushed through so much in our lives together and how we have both changed in some dramatic ways is just icing on the cake.
Jeff is the first person that I loved and the first one that I allowed to love me. I celebrate with him today in our ever deeper understanding of what it means to not only love ourselves individually but as united hearts and spirits.
Here's something I wrote for Jeff. Jeff I will always love you just I have from the moment we met. My heart sings as it has been touched so deeply by you in ways that I could never have imagined.
It was a first time: For Jeff
Don Shetterly, Apr 28, 2006
I remember that first gaze of our souls
Where no one dared to look.
Yet we were so innocent, so pure, so filling.
It was a special time
It was a first time
I remember the first trust of our souls
Where no one dared to go
Yet we were so mature, so wanting, so inviting
It was a starting point
It was a first time
I remember that first touch of our souls
Where no one dared to touch.
Yet we were so longing, so needing, so wanting
It was a loving point
It was a first time
I remember that first embrace of our hearts
Where no one dared to open
Yet we were so caring, so seeking, so nurturing
It was a growing point
It was a first time
I remember that first waking of our day
Where no one dared to know
Yet we were so connecting, so living, so seeing
It was a magic moment
It was a first time
I remember the first tears of goodbye
Where no one dared to see
Yet we were so feeling, so ready, so cautious
It was a feeling point
It was a first time
I remember the first knowing of our love
Where no one dared to ask
Yet we were so trusting, so pure, so ready
It was a beginning point
It was a first time.
