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HappyAnniversaryLesbiansI know that we have a future full of more happy memories yet to be created. It started so fantastically: the night we met, the mud-puddle, playing in the park with Kelly, waking up in your apartment with the beautiful trees outside the window, staying up all night to touch and talk, being together in your tiny shower, surprising you at your going away party, traveling all night to get to our new life together and not wanting to go to sleep once we finally got here, days spent sailing on Loretta, our trip to Mexico, the day of our Civil Union, our reception, our civil rights work, all that we went through to have our son, his birth day, our public and successful family project, and all of the little moments that have been and continue to be created everyday with our son by our sides or with him in the background giggling and talking . . . all treasures of our hearts.

I Love You –

Happy 8th Anniversary

What a great day.  We really are a great family.  Just when I thought it was all over, we have another great day.    Watermelon, flag cookies, playing in the cornfield, a bounce house, kids running and dancing and screaming, musical chairs and lots of lesbian moms.   

Late in the day the sun begins to fall behind the corn field.  The glow is pink and orange.  The air is warm with the hint of a cool breeze coming our way.  We’re tan and fit from our recent trip.   He’s in the bounce-house giggling frantically with 4 other kids. 

She’s on the balcony looking absolutely as gorgeous as the breath-taking night that I met her.  

I’m sitting in the playground fort.

We look at each other from a distance with our son giggling in the background. 

I forget all about her driving, nagging, and our fights over a million of insignificant things.  Tonight, it’s all about the good things . . . our family and our terrific son, our friends, our safe, secure, happy life built on our hard work together as a couple.  We’ve had so many good moments as a team. 

There she is looking at me with the beatiful sunset glowing off of her face in the distance.  Maybe she’s finally seeing me again . . .  really looking at me.  What a relief.  So many times I think that it’s all going to fall apart and he trusts us so much.  We are his anchor. 

Her lips move and she’s trying to tell me something but I can’t make out what she’s saying so I just smile her way.

Later she approaches me.  I’m still up in the fort and it’s not quite dark as she looks up to whisper something to me . . .

“I want a divorce.”

Listen, we have a fantastic family.  Two moms and a wonderful boy.  Nice house, nice cars, great neighbors and school.  Our families love us.  We’re healthy and fun.   We’re smart.  We’re a great looking couple.  We have fun, nice friends . . . 

In my mind we have two issues:  1) too much debt and 2) one of the moms is unhappy with the other  – she’s unhappy with me. 

I think that she’s decided that it will never work and so she no longer makes any effort to see anything good about me or our relationship.  She has given up and is just looking for the right time to make her exit. 

She’s so wrong.  We are so lucky.

Help us.