Tag Archives: love

When Nightmares Intrude

  Trigger Warning: This post is about surviving sex abuse. Please take care of yourself first and foremost. So last night I had a dream–a nightmare really, or a series of nightmares–in which I was assaulted again as I was … Continue reading

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Breaking the Cycle

Sometimes violence in a family is generational. A father beats a son who beats his son who beats the next son because that is the world in which each of the sons grew up and that is how they learned to deal … Continue reading

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On the Pulse Nightclub Massacre

Within a couple minutes of waking up on Sunday morning several posts on Facebook had alerted me to yet another mass shooting in the United States. A moment later I saw that it had taken place at a gay nightclub … Continue reading

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Silver Anniversary

In May of 1991 I had just moved back to Madison, Wisconsin after four years in Denver, Colorado. Denver was beautiful and I loved it and had made many friends there, but it was never home. I had also recently … Continue reading

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On Marriage and Equality

It was the late 1970s and I was struggling with my identity. I knew I was gay but I didn’t know how I could be gay. The Stonewall Rebellion, considered the watershed event of the modern gay rights movement, was not even … Continue reading

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My Cousin is a Duck, and I Am Loved

Some days when I visit my mother she thinks I’m her brother or someone else. Most of the time she knows who I am, but not always. Going to visit can be saddening or it can bring me joy–I never … Continue reading

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On Mother’s Day, 2015

You dressed me in yellow and it became my favorite color because it was the color of your love for me.   I sat on your lap and you held me, and in those moments I could believe in God … Continue reading

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