This week is dedicated to my first boyfriend, Juan Sosa. He brought me to my first gay bar, with no real agenda other than to visit with a friend of his who was bartending that night. Juan was this beautiful emotional guy and in our three month relationship there were hospital visits, kicked-in doors, and apartment makeovers.
Someday I'll tell more, but for now it should be known that I will always feel Juan around me. And I totally don't believe in that type of thing. But I do.
Juan Sosa (1960 - 1995)
