single gay father

It has been excessively long, there is more, and more that transpires between each of my entries. I had not even had the chance to log on and see what is new with those of you who I have had the wonderful chance to be in contact with. So, from the obvious to the not so obvious, in snippet form as per usual.

The Precious Gift

Once upon a time there were two people who lived on a beautiful green and blue planet. Each was raised in another part of the world, they spoke different languages, went to different schools and their lives were unique, for all but one thing, each had the same hope. One man was a poet, the other a painter.

I just realized that I sound like a love sick school girl in the last post. So I thought I would add some context...as soon as I can as Bryce just woke up. I have to take him to Mass Eye and Ear to see a specialist this morning. Basically this single parent simply fantasizes about the love and support of a committed partner who gets it. This morning, I hope my kids are alright.