Minus My Plus-One
On hearing the news, I instinctively grabbed the phone. Then I remembered – both my mother and my sister Terry…
Read More →better late than never
On hearing the news, I instinctively grabbed the phone. Then I remembered – both my mother and my sister Terry…
Read More →TDL and I had been together for almost two years when DOMA was enacted. Our hands were full back then…
Read More →Armed with lists and expectations, TDL and I headed to our first-ever local LGBT wedding expo last Sunday. In the…
Read More →I’ve already written that I was clueless about my sexuality. Looking back, although I didn’t recognize the signs, they were…
Read More →TDL and I have celebrated 18 Christmases together. I have dreaded all but one. Without my children, my heart just…
Read More →My brother-in-law Gordon was one of my strongest allies and closest confidantes during my troubled marriage. So when he cut…
Read More →Buying new furniture for me starts out initially with enthusiasm, followed rapidly by inner conflict over the expense and personal…
Read More →My mother used to say that there was always some good that came of tragedy and loss. I didn’t always…
Read More →My straight friend Gina was inspired to write this post after our eye-opening conversation about the phenomenon of straight girls kissing each other as a ploy to attract male attention.
Read More →Becoming a latebian wasn’t an option for my straight cousin Angie. But when she arrived at a similar crossroads in…
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