On June 14, 2012, Ken & I celebrated a year of committed, monogamous, loving partnership. We sort of pulled the date out of the air, trying to reconstruct our meeting and the subsequent date when he moved in and we commenced sharing all aspects of the relationship.
Ken was looking for a room to rent, I had posted online the availability of a room in my mobile home seeking help with expenses as well as hoping for companionship. After reviewing another respondant I offered Ken the room. We dated for five weeks before he moved in. By that time we had concluded that our relationship was going to be more than landlord and tenant. We committed our mutual fidelity and agreed to live together for a year, as long our feelings for one another remained strong, before taking further steps.
Now, four months into our second year together, we continue to marvel at the strength of our feelings. My family has fully embraced his presence in my life, but it is taking his family a while longer to accept our relationship. Their religious background is deeply fundamental and while the younger members are more understanding the senior members seemingly cannot work their beliefs around the concept of two men lovingly sharing life.
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