BBF Birthday

My Best Bear Friend came into town for his annual birthday time share in Tahoe. It was great to see him. So much has changed in our dynamic. Much for the better, some for the not as great. The best part is that we are still best friends after another man has entered his life. We are still best friends with benefits as well. Our relationship has evolved into a more comfortable relationship that is truly more focused on friendship and support of each other.

In some ways I miss the hot to trot spontainious sex. We still endulge, but not as encompassing as it was. I know it is because of his current romantic relationship. I am greatful that we can still maintain the FWB still and in some ways it is more liberating because I don’t have to worry that he is developing feelings for me that I cannot return. In stead we truly are best bear friends.

He is someone I can talk to about my bisexuality with absolutely no filters, and I am the same kind of sounding board for him. We can literally talk about anything and not ruffle feathers. Hell, he is even a card carrying liberal and I am a card carrying conservative, yet we can still talk to and respect each other. I wish most people were like that.

This trip we touched on our mortality. He just turned fifty-five and I am only a year and some months behind him. Our bodies are feeling our age more and more, but our minds still are stuck in our twenties. Truly, we are still young by average standards, but some birthdays are more memorable than others at driving home just how much more time we have on the earth. This time is shortened by the seeming acceleration of its passage. I remember as a child, just a week was forever! Now, ten years ago feels like just last month and it was just January yesterday, not October. This makes thirty years left, if we are so lucky, seem like only months.

It was so good to see him. I really need to get away more and see more of him. Just to hang and be gay every once in a while.

Luv you, my BBF!