A Blog by a middle aged gay man, starting a new life while respecting the old. Separating from my wife, remaining a friend to her and always a father to my children. If only it was as easy as it sounds.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Farmer Nate and His Persimmons
A truly great day. Ladder out, family pitching in, persimmons falling - most caught and a few dropped. Laughter. Joy. Normalcy, if only for the hour.
Nate- If you are here, you should already know: it is all about me.
Carrie - My loving wife of seventeen years who is being torn assunder. She knew she married into some kink: a long way from learning your husband is gay.
Sis - The wife of a bi-man. Amazing the friendship between two who have never met. Her real name is Jiminy Cricket, atop my shoulder always whispering what is right.
Spider - A man I have come to respect through his blog who once "mentored" me.
And of course the greek chorus of my Blog friends, each with their own opinion and therefore each forcing me to find my own.
I'm a middle aged man - separated and finally accepting, and yes, even embracing, being gay. My alter-ego Bibydays started this blog as a bisexual married man. One day I realized that Bibydays was just not an accurate description in so so many ways: Nate was born.
Turns out there is much more to issues of my orientation than I ever realized. My world at work while not closeted is still not truly open but my family and friends stand with me in the sunlight. This place, once my refuge, now becomes a place where I can come to write when I have something to say.