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I was recently asked by a reader why I always refer to myself as a gay dad or to my husband and I as gay fathers rather than just fathers. Now I happen to know this gentleman runs a page for fathers and he is heretrosexual and his page certainly revolves around religion. He is the type that wraps his questions in a cloak of empathy. He uses phrases like, I was just wondering, or not to be offensive but,   when all along I know he is waiting for the opportunity to battle. Even if just with words and symantics and opinions, it is still a battle he wants, one that I refuse to give him. I have met too many men and women like him in my lifetime and quite frankly I no longer have the desire or the energy to rid the world of thier thoughts. They are what they are. I have also come to realize that they are actually necessary in our world in order to see things more clearly. His views are like the night to my day , the rain to my sun,  the black to m...

The following was written for  It's Conceivable , and can not be used or duplicated without the authors consent. My Family and I just returned from a great adventure. Were infamous for our travels you know. We climb pyramids, ride a camel every so often, drink the water, and follow the locals. We are far from wealthy, but believe travel to be meaningful to our souls. We'll pinch a penny and brown bag it now and then in order to hit the skies. Pillow talk in our home has always been about places and cultures. Right now we are in the midst of planning where we will be as the Sun rises on my Fiftieth birth year. I'm torn between the Taj Mahal or Machu Picchu, my Husband has an Indonesian temple in mind but hey, Its my birthday right? I tell you all this so you can appreciate how we felt after our Son was born and people started saying horrible things like "Well I guess your traveling days are over for a while!" or "Disney World here...

The Following post was written for  www.itsconceivablenow.com   Not to be reproduced without written consent by author It was 5 days before our Wedding. Soon guest would be arriving, planes would need to be met, hotels checked into and hosting would begin. My ( then ) Fiance and I had decided on a destination wedding. Boston by choice, The destination wedding part by necessity. We still can't legally marry in our home state of Florida. So there we were, heading to Boston City Hall to apply for our marriage license. Us That thought, that concept, going to apply for a Marriage License, had but stomach in more of a knot than our upcoming nuptials. Growing up as a a Gay Man, I have often prepared myself to soften the sting of discrimination by playing it all out in my head first. How would it go? What might they say? How would I react? What words would I choose? That's how I do it, that's how I've always done it! So as w...

The following was written for It's conceivable now and can not be reproduced without writers consent. I was reminded the other day of just what lengths some of us must go through.... choose to go through .. in order to create our families. A client of mine was sharing her story about her desire to be a mother and how she and her husband had finally decided to go the route of invitro-fertalization. The cost was astronomical as was the emotional toll it took on her entire family. But after years of failed attempts, up and downs and much much faith, their twins were born and their family feels complete. We began the discussion after over hearing another woman telling her stylist how she and her husband were not even trying to get pregnant...how a baby right now was not exactly in the plan but, hey, they'd figure it out. Her thoughts about pregnancy were so nonchalant, so matter of fact and so, well, simple. Simple was certa...