The Day I Met Blair

It was one year ago on this day, Christmas Day, that I met Blair for the first time. I won't say how we met. That is something which will remain our little secret. But what I will say is that it happened in the most unlikely of places. It was beautiful and magical. In one of my first emails to him, I remarked that he was one of the best Christmas gifts that I could have ever received.

For the next few months until the end of July, we dated. For the most part, the time we spent together was truly wonderful. In fact, for me it was one of the best times of my life. At the end of July all of that ended when Blair declared that it was over. In retrospect, I think that it must have been a difficult decision for him to have made, but I have never asked him why. Since that fateful day, our association has been very tenuous and, at times, on the verge of completely collapsing. But even throughout all that has happened, my feelings for him haven't changed. I still care for him very deeply and regard him as one of the most beautiful people I have ever met in my life.