My First Love....

​My first love, has now been released to her next level. As you can see from the picture this is years ago when my collagen was on fleek! This is our first trip together to Northampton, which is just the gayest line ever. I had feelings for a couple of people before Nancy but she was the first person to capture my heart. The beauty of my relationship with Nancy is that I could be my whole self with her. She was a little older than myself and had been through some trials which gave her the ability to remain alert and nonjudgmental. It is a gift when you can be all of who you are with a person and still be received and loved.. I am not sure if I have experienced anything quite like that with anyone else. Nancy and I truly loved each other and that's not just the pretty romantic love because our breakup was horrible. Yet on the other side of it, I learned one of the most valuable lessons of my life, when you truly love someone, you always love them. I truly loved Nancy and she truly loved me. In the sadness of this transition I also am able to hold on to this fact, my life is before Nancy and after Nancy. I am blessed to have known someone who impacted my life. It is because of Nancy, that I pursued my artistic life, she supported me in every way and always believed in my promise. Nancy is the reason I floss, ( corny, I know), Nancy is the reason I use olive oil, she is the first person to make me feel beautiful. There was ALOT of not great things too, let's be clear but there is enough acknowledgment of pain right now. I want to celebrate love and this was a woman who loved. The woman who became her life partner, was with her to the absolute end and her children became Nancy's children . Her friends LOVED HER. Nancy's rode was a hard one, in a just world it wouldn't have been. She was incredibly intelligent, well read and she had sound judgement. She was also a queer black woman who felt she had to always justify her existence. I am glad she is in a place where she no longer has to proof her worth. The heavens are better for having her in it. I wish her endless joy.

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