Ricky and I have been together for over eight years, and have come to take our relationship very much for granted.
Not in the way that we don’t love and respect each other, but in the way that we are so used to being together—so connected—that we can forget the fact that two men who are this emotionally in tune to each other can be disconcerting to those around us.
This became acutely apparent to us as we were attending the funeral of a dear friend.Â My mind tends to wander, recalling fond memories of time we spent together.Â Soon a tear was making its way down the side of my face.
Ricky noticed, and quietly took my hand in his, gave it a squeeze, and continued to hold it as the service continued.Â This comforting gesture from the person I love most in the world gave me the sense of calm and security that only a loved one can provide.
The time arrived where the congregation stands.Â For only a second, Ricky and I continued to hold hands.
Then the reality of our surroundings occurred to us: we were in a church. A church whose denomination has been very publicly struggling with a sexuality statement.Â A church where we were both clearly aware our purpose today was not to make any kind of statement regarding same gender couples, but to bid farewell to a dear friend.
There were dozens of friends in attendance who’ve known us as Ricky and Brad for years.Â There were also dozens in attendance whose focus could suddenly shift from the service, to the two old guys holding hands in church.
This flashed through each of our minds in an instant, and we instinctively dropped hands without giving it a second thought, and continued on with the service.
Overly enthusiastic Public Displays of Affection (PDAs) are something I’ve never really liked.Â There’s a time and a place for everything.Â Yet in spite of how far same gender couples have come in regard to public acceptance, there’s still such a long ways to go. Even when it comes to quietly holding the hand of your spouse.
Today’s Gay Agenda: Never miss an opportunity to hold Ricky’s hand or pat his back (side) in a slightly inappropriate venue. Watch people’s reaction at suddenly realizing they’re witnessing the downfall of America.