Monday, July 1, 2013
Well, it's already July and this year's LGBT Pride Month is already over. It's been a crazy busy time for us both on the social front and the work front and I'll admit that I had planned to write this post right after our Singapore trip. But one thing led to another and I just never got around to it until this morning.
One thing that I've really come to appreciate about being in a relationship is the amazing gift of having someone's hand to hold. Whether it's while wading through Metro Manila traffic or in a dark movie theater, there's something amazingly powerful about the reassurance of having your partner's hand in your own. And I particularly thought about this while on the flight to Singapore, during that always slightly tense moment when the plane begins to pick up speed as it leaves the runway and finally takes to the air or when you first feel the landing gear make contact with the ground and start to skid a bit as the plane tries to slow down.
Landing and take-off are typically rather dangerous times for planes since that's when they make that big transition from land to air. And considering recent news stories about airline accidents and such, there's plenty of fuel for our imaginations about what might go wrong. And so as I close my eyes to wait for the plane to take-off, I instinctively reach out to Tobie and take his hand into mine and hold on well past take-off. It's just something that I've become very accustomed to doing and thus it makes it hard to imagine flying without him.
Holding hands isn't about showing off or bragging about the fact that you're in a relationship (or a special friendship) with someone else. Yes, it is a rather public display of affection. But at the same time it's really something that you do for one another - the magic of physical contact acting as an additional reminder that the two of you are connected. And while you can always say that true love is intangible and is not measured by hands being held, you can't argue that it's entirely a bad thing either.
I hold Tobie's hand all the time - while walking in the mall or just when we're driving around the Metro together. It's a silent bond that we get to share - a chance to show support for one another and sort of say, "I'm here for you!" or something like that. It may seem like such a simple thing, but it can speak volumes between the two of you.
So don't be afraid to hold someone's hand if you love them. You have nothing to be ashamed of after all. Holding hands is a sign of strength, a show of support and most of all a sign of love. And love should never be hidden or found to be embarrassing by anyone.