You Belong to Me by Mary Wasowski

Author:Mary Wasowski [Wasowski, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: You Belong to Me
Publisher: Mary A. Wasowski
Published: 2017-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

The greater the storm, the brighter the rainbow…

HERE I WAS at day ten, and still my sleeping prince had not awakened yet. I was at the lowest point in my life, and I truly did not know what to do. So when all else failed, I prayed. It was worth a shot, right?

I felt like a hypocrite sitting in this hospital chapel praying to a God that many say does not accept men like me into his kingdom. I am what you created me to be, and I am not ashamed of who I am. Aren’t we all your descendants? It was one of the reasons why James remained unattached and unwilling to be in a committed relationship with me.

I was determined to live my life freely and out in the open with no labels attached to me, but isn’t that the way a gay man is perceived? Why are we judged as a stereotype? Or worse, a lifestyle? I despised those two words and refused to ever be judged by two ignorant words that should never be compared to my relationship with James, nor any man in love with another. No fucking way!

I don’t like using the word “hate,” but I hated the word “label.” It needs to go. It is overused and placed on us for the wrong reasons. In a perfect world, if they labeled me as a man who simply loved another man, that would be one label I could live with.

I know my parents preached to the moon, stars, and the sun, all while dancing in the rain on the campus of their college in Berkley. My point is, they believed in the higher power, a power that might not be seen but could be felt in your heart where it should matter most.

I am a gay man, and the person I love most in this world is also a gay man. We believe in who we are, even when the world doesn’t.

That’s what my parents told me and raised me to be. Once I was an adult, it was up to me on how I chose to live my life and who that I would want by my side. For me, the answer was simple: James Gentry. Now, I didn’t meet him until my late twenties, but wouldn’t that have been amazing to know him before that?

James Gentry was as charismatic as they come. He was devilishly handsome and could easily give cover models a run for their money. Charming and sophisticated, yes, he was all those things and so much more. I loved the man beneath the custom suit and the American Express Black card he carried.

I lit a candle, one of many, and looked up to the cross before me. I’d been here countless times to pray for James, probably more than I ever had in all my life. So, no matter what, I was determined for God to hear me.

“I never said I didn’t believe in you, but my heart is

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