| | I was up late archiving some entries from my previous blog and thought I should come on and say how wonderful my life is and wax poetic about how different it has become.
When I started blogging, I didn't know where I wanted to be, what I wanted to be doing, or whom I wanted to be with. I began the practice as a place to vent and an incubator for that budding personality that was still too weak to make a full entrance. I can proudly say that that person has emerged and thrived and that he is, more than ever, the Luckiest Bastard on Earth.
But being yourself isn't about yourself--truth requires at least a corroborating witness. Since I was glancing at stuff from 2005-6, let me throw out some random updates that may not have been addressed in the interim:
Since my grandmother passed away, I have continued to live with my grandfather, who has never lived alone in his life. He is more or less totally independent, despite his age, so I am more here for company. It works for me because I can take on fun and odd jobs for short stints without having to lock into a "career" per se.
My first love, of course, is my writing, and thanks in large part to my partnership with Kare, I have written more on my own in the last two years than in the previous 26.
My family all lives in the area, though I don't see them as much as I'd
like. My mom is dating a friendly rascal many years her senior, my
brother is paying his first mortgage and wanting to change jobs. My
niece and nephew are a lot of fun and it's nice to think I can claim
some small part in their growing up.
Re-reading items from 2006 reminded me how eager my best friend and I were to live in the same area code again, but I feel more strongly than ever that we have not made the most of it. He is happily married to a wonderful woman who is his perfect foil, and I was proud to serve as his best man (less so for my nervous, blubbering toast at the reception). Last year he trained for eight months and joined a nearby police force, but his last training shift has been put on hold while he recovers from a motorcycle accident. He's supposed to be off tomorrow, think I'll try to drop in. I also believe I owe him a road trip or two.
I am beloved and my mind, heart, and soul are constantly stimulated by the two women in my life. Polyamory has stabilized for us for now, and I am finding myself more humbled, more creative, and more supported than ever before. As we have finally stepped more away from set roles and categories for these relationships, they are naturally progressing in their own directions, and it is a great comfort to let that happen without wondering what part jealousy may play in any small decision. Just in recent weeks, this comfort level has even allowed for terrific conversations on kink, power, and gender, and I think there is wonderful room for learning ahead of us.
I travel more than ever, thanks in part to my one strong root in New Mexico, Fox. And I love the open road.
I have been able to engage politics on the levels that I love--talking one-on-one with people who believe and people who question and helping my comrades organize for a larger movement. As much as I hate politics, it's just hard not to throw myself into it when you can meet so many great people.
I miss my Denton crew, but I do have a social circle and they are a blast. I hope to one day gather them all in one place, but I have no idea where that place would be. In the meantime, though I am still sad that Fezz, Mo, and Cake are far far apart from one another (and none particularly close to me), I will always treasure that trio's role in introducing me to my first poly community and welcoming me to someplace that both was and was not home to me at the time. Though I am still sad for how much has changed, there are many individuals and groups who have stepped in and broadened my community: new and old faces from Denton, Starbucks employees and groupies, the DFW theatre scene, Dallas accountants who swim, older versions of the people I knew and loved in high school, and countless friendly folks online who have, might, and will become so much more.
I have come so far. Thank you to everyone who has taken any one of those steps with me. And for the dozenth time, I apologize if I don't post as much... I've taken that time I used to spend dreaming about life and started actually living it. :*
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