Friday. 5am. Silence. Rain. This takes me back to a time when #Hubbs and I would lay in bed and just breathe each others essence. No words, just the sound of hard rain hitting the window, the wind trying to push the door in, and the warmth of LOVE holding me while a snore crept up in my ear. If you listen close enough you can hear ONE heart beat coming from the both of us. 2 as 1.
There was a time when I never thought I’d find the fairy tale love, you know, that love that you see in movies and read about in books. The couple meets, they create their story, and then they live happily ever after. Never did I believe in this lifetime or the next that I would be able to feel that, but I did. TRUE LOVE is so pure that the very smell of the person drives you into a euphoric state where intimacy doesn’t become the end result, but the essence of that person wrapping around you and engulfing every fiber of your being. That is what I felt…and I had it…for 6 years.
So it begins. Over the last 2 years (roughly) I’ve been thinking about my future and the type of family that I would like to have. Of course Its necessary to disclose in this case that I am a bisexual male. SN: I don’t believe in labels but for sake of argument, Ill say Im that. I’ve been married to a female, divorced, in a partnership with a male, and now Im here, just here. So over this period of time, I’ve thought about options that I may have, to obtain the family life that I want. Surrogacy is the option I’m leaning toward.