Family Matters

I went on a small trip with Arnell to Las Vegas. We had stayed at his Tita Jane's place. I didn't get to do anything I wanted to do while I was there.

The Strip? No.
Sushi-Mon? No.
Original Pancake House? No.
Getting sloshed? No.

I was a little apprehensive about meeting family members. I am always conscious of my actions as I do not know who would be connected to his parents. No. His parents are NOT cool with the gay thing. So...that means that they would totally hate me.


It means a lot that I can meet a part of his family, but it scares me when I can't be myself around people. I love the fact that the family in Vegas has loved me and I love them a lot. I'm glad that we really got to know each other. I guess it means more because I will probably never get to meet his parents...and even if I did, I don't know if they would even respect me since he and I have been together for over 3 years and counting. Hearing his aunts and cousins express how much they like me is the closest I'll be getting to his family...

His family dynamic is different, they're not so reserved as tends to be. They do silly projects together but my family is so scared of having a sense of humor sometimes.

I hope that his family continues to accept and love me. I certainly love the ones that I have met so far. I am glad that I was able to fit in with them and feel like family.

Who cares if I didn't get to do what I wanted to do? I got to seize a rare opportunity and gained something from it. I am welcome in a home and a family. That means a lot to me. It means a lot to have his relatives love me. They referred to me as a "keeper."

This is a huge step for me.