As long as I’m being so candid, I figured what the heck.
I’ve been using the term ‘significant other’ or SO for well, my significant other. But it’s such a chicken term. There’s nothing intimate about ‘other,’ and jamming ‘significant’ in front of it is almost an insult. My SO deserves a much better description, but it was the best term I could come up with on the fly to reference him without defining him too much. It’s not that I want to make SO a blob. It’s just that defining him might jeopardize my anonymity or more candidly, his identity.
But the irony of leaving him so ill defined is that he is a force; his charisma is always around me. RA can’t hold a candle to him. Even writing this blog I can’t blot him out. I could never blot him out. He’s there and he’s not going away. Thank God.
More about SO here and in particular why I was smitten with him from almost the first instant I saw him.