Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Sunday, November 20, 2005

In the closet?

Thanks to my parents having lots of older friends, and my working in a hardware store when I was in high school, I get along with older people very well. I've basically grown up with a couple old friends of my parents (don't know how they knew each other; just that they're old friends). They have a son that I'll refer to as "V."

All the years of holiday parties, special occasions, and dinners that "V" and I were at, I've never seen him bring a date. I feel a bit of a connection with him because we both perferred to be in a quiet room talking about the history of World War II (his collection is simply amazing). I'm sure that since he's about 12 years older than I am, I'm nothing more to him than a distant cousin.

"V" arrived at this anniversary party of more friends of the family with his parents. He didn't socialize much with others, and spoke very quietly to me. Towards the end of the party, he had a good conversation with my dad about an opportunity to fly in a B-52 from a company in the valley.

His mother pulled me aside after dinner to ask what happened to the "nice guy who was my date at my sister's wedding". I started talking about how "no, we're not together anymore, but I'm much happier with the guy I'm seeing now." Her face looked sad, and I started to apologize if I said something to offend her. She said "no", she was just worrying again about her son. "He's so quiet and shy that I don't know if he'll ever find someone."

This brought back memories of when I thought that I wouldn't mind getting to know "V" better (back in my high school days). Now that I'm a bit older and wiser, I wondered if the reason why "V" was so shy was because he's gay. My impression of his parents, him being openly gay would most likely devistate them.

I could be wrong, and he really is just shy. Maybe he thinks that he has nothing to offer a potential girl (I've tried to tell him that isn't true). Or maybe he's really a serial rapist or something (after all, it's always the quiet ones).

Now that my boyfriend has made me so happy, I just hope that "V" finally finds happiness (with whomever it may be with).