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Friday, February 02, 2007

Don~Juan


My first and second lovers were both named Juan.... neither was American, both relationships lasted seven years. In my previous post, I wrote about Juan Victoriano from the Philippines who was actually Juan II.

Juan Rafael (Juan I) entered my life at a most vulnerable time. I had survived a boating accident that took the life of my dearest friend David and as a young man in grief, the escape was alcohol; which led me to local Boston bars each nite, drinking until I was about to fall down. My friends, although keeping a watchful eye on me, did not dare intervene.

It was during one of those evenings that a young man sat next to me at the bar. He introduced himself as Juan but could not speak english. Fortunately, with two years of high school spanish and my fluent knowledge of french I could understand most of what he was saying and respond somewhat appropriately. Throughout our conversation, I continued to drink until finally when it was time to leave, I could hardly stand. Juan offered to escort me home. I woke up the next morning fully clothed to find him sleeping next to me. He stayed for seven years.

While learning about America, Juan introduced me to a culture rich in history, tradition and passion. My family adored him and his family, secure in the knowledge that their son had found happiness in America showered me with gifts of 18kt. gold. We travelled to Spain twice a year during that period and I continued to travel to Spain several times after the break-up.

We remain friends.

5 comments:

RED QUILT MAKER said...

Thanks for checking in.
I'm well and happy...
I'll make an appearance one day soon.
rQm

Lotuslander said...

Hi Don, or should that be Don Juan. How unusual you had two lovers with the same name and both lasted seven years. Are you sure your not just a little bit lesbian, as so many lesbian couples I know seem to split up after 7 years. I didn't know you spoke French, I lived in Quebec as a child for awhile and was once fluent, but I've forgotten most of it.

RIC said...

I'm glad you both managed to stay friends after the seven years together! Some people defend the idea we all undergo 7-year cycles in our lives... And that we become rather different after each one...
I don't know though... Too much of a rationalist, I guess...
Hugs, dear Don! Thanks for «A Flowering Tree»!
:-)

Blogzie said...

Ok, that's it, I'm changing my name to Juan.

How lucky all of these men were.

And still are.

Now, where did I leave my penis?

I can never find it when I need it.

Love You, with or without the I.

x0x0x

CrackerLilo said...

I'm glad you had those fourteen years of happiness. *hug*