I very rarely delve into political matters on this blog, leaving those comments to other blogs and places that I consider to be more appropriate for a discussion of that nature.

Let me make it clear, though: I am a gay man and I am in a relationship with another gay man who I consider to be my partner/husband/spouse. We have been together now for almost 18 years in a dedicated, supportive, monogamous relationship which we want to be recognized by our state through a marriage. Yes, marriage.

Why marriage? It’s a matter of fairness to me.

Why should my partner have to have a copy of a full Power of Attorney in hand when I go into a hospital for surgery? While my state has a provision in the law that specifically allows same-sex partners to be involved in decision-making in medical affairs should his partner be hospitalized due to an accident or injury, there are still some places where same-sex partners are not consulted and estranged parents of the injured partner are asked important medical questions. This is absolutely unfair, and the horror stories about this issue abound.

It’s also a matter of fairness in economics, as well. There are hundreds of laws and rules that provide tax and survivor benefits to married couples that we can’t get, even though our relationship is the same (except that it’s same-sex.)

Some specific legislation has been passed in our state that allows us to pass certain, but not all, of our estate to our partner without tax consequences — such as our house which we own JTWROS. But there are many other things that we cannot pass to the other without the other incurring huge tax burdens. For example, I own eight properties that I rent as affordable housing. I own those properties under an LLC (small business). My partner cannot inherit that business (and the value of its holdings) without humongous tax consequences — which wouldn’t apply if we were recognized as being legally married in our state. My problem is that I set up the LLC before I met my partner, and adding him on later would be equivalent only to something like any other third party whereas if he were female and I claimed him as a wife, he could come on as a legitimate partner in the business and receive ownership of its property upon my death without having to pay taxes and transfer fees for each holding within it immediately upon receipt (that is, upon my death.)

We have had to engage the services of an attorney to prepare documents related to our relationship and our respective “estates” to minimize the tax consequences when the other dies. However, we shouldn’t have to do that … but we have had to because we are a same-sex couple. To us, that’s fundamentally unfair.

Some people who are against gay marriage get all a-dither about children and raising children by a man and a woman. They say stupid, unfounded, emotional things about how badly children turn out when raised by same-sex couples. There are as many proofs that children raised by same-sex couples turn out fine as they are proofs that children raised by opposite-sex couples turn out badly and become criminals, sex offenders, and such. But that issue doesn’t apply to my partner and to me, as we do not have children and do not plan to adopt any. I have adopted enough in my nieces, nephews, and greats, thanks.

Marriage is NOT a religious institution. It is a civil institution. There is nothing in state law that says that one must be married by a member of the clergy and have the marriage recognized by a religious institution (church, mosque, synagogue, etc.) I don’t want the Pope’s blessing. I want my state, simply, to afford us (my partner and me) the same civil status as my neighbors.

I do not feel that this is too much to ask. As my state’s legislature ponders a bill before it that may, this year, afford us the ability to get the civil recognition that we want, I remain steadfast in sharing personal stories to educate my elected officials about how their actions impact the residents (and taxpayers) of our state. I feel that it is my civic duty, as well as my personal quest, to do that.

… and don’t get me started about DOMA and how it affects U.S. federal government employees in same-sex relationships. If you don’t know what DOMA is, don’t ask. It’s awful and will be faced in another fight on another battlefield but not anytime soon, especially in the current political environment.

‘Nuf said. Let us marry.

Life is short: civil marriage is a civil right.

This is a simple subject — but important to me. I am blessed to have someone who I can call “my valentine” and it is with pleasure that I will surprise him later today when we both get home from our respective places of work. I have prepared some nice treats, selected a card that says just the right words, and will keep this darned computer turned off tonight while I sit by his side.  Holding hands.  Being close.

If anything in my life goes nuts, occupies my attention, and causes me to become upset with … whatever … I step back and remember what’s most important to me.  The answer?  My funny valentine. My lover. My best friend.

Happy Valentines Day!  May you share joy with the one you love.

Someone asked me once, “have you ever become so angry with your partner that you’ve thought of breaking up and going your separate ways?”

The quick answer to this question is, “no, but…”

The longer answer:  my life with my partner is not all wine and roses.  Like all couples, we have our differences, and sometimes we argue.  I remain fairly calm and don’t yell.  Yelling doesn’t do anything for anyone.

We seldom argue, but when we do, we both feel very uncomfortable and in the past, we have said some things that we both have regretted.

These days, we hardly argue at all.  We both know what sets the other off, what bothers him, what makes him angry.  We both work hard to avoid having anything like that happen.  We avoid conflict as best we can.

Sometimes we avoid conflict by not doing something we want to do: for example, when my partner gets on a tear about spring gardening, I don’t even mention that I’m anxious to go for a motorcycle ride.  I just suck it up and work with him on the gardens until he’s happy. My partner also doesn’t do some things he wants to do when I want to do something else — it works both ways.

And I think that’s what makes our relationship work:  we understand each other well enough to know what not to do, and then don’t do it.

Further, when either of us senses that we are getting close to creating a tense situation, we stop and think.  We reform our thoughts and are careful about what we say.  This is an indication that we both work on our relationship every day.  We think about the other person in our life who means the most to us, and think about how we can avoid saying or doing anything that will cause the other to become upset or angry.  We work on ourselves, which makes our relationship solid and steadfast.

Some people get into relationships based on other factors.  In fact, a recent study showed that over 2/3 of all relationships begin with sex, and 1/3 of those relationships continue only with sex being the primary driver of staying together.  Then when sex hits the skids (for whatever reasons), couples realize that they have nothing else in common.  They begin to understand that they don’t really know the other person at all.  Then they do things that cause significant arguments and sometimes results in breaking up and divorce.

For my beloved partner and me, as different as we are and as quirky as we behave sometimes, we have taken a lot of time to listen, to understand, and to maintain our bond of friendship which forms the basis of our relationship.  Sure, sex is a part of what keeps us close, but never was and even today is not “the only thing.”

We both work on our relationship in little ways every day.  We trust and value the other’s opinion.  We think about what we do and say and how that may affect the other.  Truly, to have a good, long-lasting, fruitful and beneficial partnership as a couple, we both realize that our relationship takes work.  We invest in that work often.  The payoff is significant — together, forever, we make the bootprints of our journey.

By the way, I think this applies to both straight and gay couples.  I see my siblings in marriages of 30, 40, and (almost) 50 years.  Marriages that have lasted that long have to have been built on a very solid relationship that is made to last by continuing to work on it.

Life is short:  work on your relationship.

Yesterday morning, I anticipated that my partner would be leaving to drive to Pittsburgh to stay with his mother for a few days, then bring her back mid-week to eat.  I mean to visit… whatever… she’s joining us again for Christmas.

Unfortunately, my partner was in severe pain and could barely move.  He has a chronic condition that flares up when he works too hard.  He had carried heavy bags of stuff for his Mom from our basement to his car on Saturday.  That work caused his muscles in his legs to lock, and he was in agony.

Sometimes you have to change your plans and focus on the one who you love the most.  Goodness knows, he has done that for me this year!  So I spent a lot of time yesterday easing his pain, helping him relieve it by soaking, resting, and with some massage.

As busy as we all tend to be, when your other half needs you, all other things go out the window and you do what you have to do: make things better.  Ease tension.  Relieve pain.

While my partner was taking a nap, I took some of my elderly friends grocery shopping and visited with my aunt.  But otherwise, I hung around the house caring for my beloved best half.  In sickness and in health and all that.  I really mean it.  Even though we cannot be legally married in the state where we live, we both believe in the commitment that is stated in the marriage vows by straight couples.  Through thick and thin, good times and bad, we are there for each other.  Yesterday was my day to be his caregiver — and I am happy to do whatever he needs.

I sure hope he gets better soon, so he can continue with his plans to see his Mom and have her join my brother, his wife, and me for Christmas.

Life is short:  show those you love that you love them.

My partner and I like autumn more than Spring.  While autumn represents the turn of life toward winter, it is also a time when we have pleasant, warmish days, and the time to enjoy it.  In Spring, we’re always so busy with work on and around the house, it’s summer before we know it.  In autumn, though, the days are slow and lazy, relaxed and comfortable.

Ordinarily, I have enjoyed some of my nicest motorcycle rides in autumn, as well.  This year, my riding season has ended prematurely because of recent surgery preventing me from riding for a while.  But that’s okay, I’ll survive.

Meanwhile, my partner and I are enjoying the autumn leaf change in our very own back yard. We took some time to take a stroll and admire the estate (as much as one could call it that… LOL!)

Life is short:  enjoy its vibrancy!

Today, 12 November, is my best half’s birthday.  We celebrated yesterday, beginning with my famous made-from-scratch waffles.

I got him a silly surprise gift, which he enjoyed!  To understand what the shirt means, you have to observe my partner in our back yard and how he “interacts” with the local squirrel population (giggle.) We enjoyed the day together yesterday, doing some yardwork and then going to a local brew pub for lunch. In the afternoon, we sat in our basement media room, held hands, and watched a movie.

I am truly blessed to have a man who is thoughtful, caring, loving, and truly is, “my best half.” He epitomizes in every way what a man should be, and what a spouse is, as well.

An unwanted “gift” today is that my partner will take me to have hernia repair surgery.  This blog will be on hold until I’m recovered enough to write again.  I’m sure the recovery will go well and speed quickly, as my partner and my senior pals are all primed to take care of me.  I’m so blessed.  (But let me ask in advance, “anyone want a casserole?” … if my senior pals respond the way they did when I broke my leg earlier this year, I anticipate that I may be a bit, um, “overwhelmed.” LOL!)

Life is short:  show those you love that you love them.  Happy birthday, my Hunk!

Yesterday my partner called me during the day — which caused my heart to skip a beat, because he never calls me on the phone unless it’s an emergency.  He said, “change your dinner plans, put away whatever you got out to make.  I’m taking care of dinner tonight.”  And he wouldn’t say much more….

When he arrived home from work, he handed me a bouquet of flowers and pulled out some bags from a restaurant up the road that we both like (though don’t go to but maybe once a year.)  He said, “it’s a date night… let’s enjoy dinner and snuggle after.”

He pulled out the china and set the table in our formal dining room.  He plated the meal and seated me, held my hand, and told me that he loved me.  We toasted each other with our respective glasses of water.  

Awww… how sweet.  For no reason at all, he brought me flowers and dinner and wow, was he ever snuggly! 

Damn, I’m lucky I’m in love with my best friend.

Life is short: show those you love that you love them.