It's been almost a month since I last posted on here and lots has happened, and I finally can sit down and write again. It feels good to be back on here!
I really want to start by writing about Mother's Day, because what happened really changed me and my family.
Mother's Day started with breakfast and me giving my mother her gift, a silver charm bracelet with individual charms that had each of our nicknames on it (mine had BoBo engraved on a tennis ball). She cried when I gave it to her, but she always cries on Mother's Day. It took some effort to get my brothers and sisters to pick out the charms they wanted since most of them live overseas, but I'm glad we made it happen.
After breakfast my boyfriend Colin sent me a text that his mother was called into work and they had to cancel lunch and probably dinner plans, and he wasn't sure what to do. I suggested that he make mac&cheese for everyone and he asked me if I could help him make it?
I told my parents what had happened, and mom told me I really needed to go help them out, and she gave me $20 to buy what we needed. Believe it or not, I can cook and I do it on a regular basis because my parents work long hours and I think I'm old enough to help them out?
I rode my bike to the store and got everything I needed, and as soon as Colin let me in his house he hugged me really hard, right in front of his brothers...I don't know if they're aware that we're a couple or not but it didn't seem to bother them any?
Colin and I did the prep work together, and while the mac&cheese was baking we all chilled in the living room and watched "The Perfect Game", a movie about the Little League Baseball team from Mexico that won the 1957 Little League World Series. Really good movie, worth watching!
Right before the mac&cheese was done their mom came home (apparently there was a problem on her job that she only knew how to resolve) and then she smelled what was in the oven. She hugged me and her sons when we explained what we did, and I guess it was nice for her not to have to worry about making lunch?
We sat and ate, and right when we were done my mom sent me a text that my brother Michael and his friend were there and that I should come home soon. I really didn't want to leave but when I told Colin about the text he told me I should go, that my brother would really want to see me. Before I left we went into his bedroom and kissed quickly, and his mom wanted to pay me for making lunch but I turned it down and told her it was my Mother's Day gift...she hugged me and kissed me on my forehead.
As soon as I got home and saw Michael I jumped on him and hugged him really hard, and started crying really hard like I always do when I see him. I'm not ashamed of that, we're just really close in spite of our age difference. He's also the one who gave me my nickname, and I call him Mikey. I'm the only person in the world he'll let call him that.
Michael introduced to me to his friend Dalton, and it just seemed weird that he didn't tell me his last name? We sat in the living room and talk, with Michael and I sitting really close on the couch with our arms around each other. It really felt good to me next to him again!
Mom made sandwiches for my brother and Dalton, and after they were done eating they asked me if I wanted to go out on our boat with them? I couldn't get down to the dock fast enough.
We went out on the water and after a while we stopped in a quiet area and Michael dropped the anchor, and sat in the back of the boat next to Dalton. His mood was different, he wasn't smiling like earlier, and instead he had this real serious expression.
Michael told me that he and Dalton had known each other since they were fourteen, and had been boyfriends since they were fifteen.
I looked at him like I would if my mom told me she was once a man. I just couldn't register it.
He told me more about their relationship, then he threw a curve ball at me:
Mom and dad knew about Colin and I.
I started crying, and Michael got on his knees in front of me and held me, and he told me that our folks had suspected me for a while, and that dad had seen me fooling around with my redhead friend (Tommy). After that Michael decided to come out to my parents at Thanksgiving, and wanted to tell me but he didn't think the timing was right.
He was going to tell me at Christmas, but he didn't want to spoil the holiday for me.
Then Dalton threw the strikeout pitch:
Your boyfriend is my younger brother.
I thought I was going to pee myself.
Dalton told me that I was all Colin talked about, how he hadn't seen him this happy since he was done with chemo. How he had talked to him for hours about what he should do...how he could approach me...how scared he was.
Michael told me the speech I gave about the gay athletes was what confirmed our parent's suspicions, and that they really wanted him to come out to me as soon as he could. He also told me that mom and dad wanted to talk to me about everything, and that I had nothing to be worried about.
Dalton is a chubbier, older version of Colin, and actually all his brothers look like him: Brown eyes and hair, overweight, and pale skin covered in freckles.
I really had to pee, and I looked around to make sure no one was nearby in a boat and I dropped my shorts and let loose. I probably shouldn't say this, but Dalton joined me, and I looked. I guess he and Colin look the same down there, and I liked what I saw.
We decided to go back to our house, and I sat in the back while Michael piloted the boat. Dalton told me that Colin's real body shy, and that I needed to be gentle with him, and that he knew I would take really good care of him.
When we got back to our house Michael to me they had to leave to go back to school, and I cried again as he held me in our driveway. Dalton hugged me as well, which meant a lot to me. It's like I have another big brother now?
My parents and I had that talk, but I want to write about that another time.
I'm glad to be back on here, and I feel better now after writing this.