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Bradford, MA

I am hopelessly complex and simple, a contradiction yes, but we are all contradictions in some things. Simply put, I value honesty above all else, especially when it comes to feelings. I am very old fashioned; I value hard work and have a no drama requirement in my personal life. I have a wonderful circle of friends from college and from law school. I love to cook, entertain and spend time with my fiends and their children. Which brings me to another topic; my Kids, I have consistently found that as I tell men about him they run screaming from the room and that has left the dating scene a bit dry. I now can empathize with all of the heterosexual straight women my age who feel the biological clock ticking. I went back to corporate as an attorney in addition to the firm so as to prepare to be dad, replete with Volvo cross country wagon, 529 b plans, day care, diapers ( though potty training is almost done which makes the bar exam seem pleasurable) and play groups. I can say all I have even wanted to be is “dad”. I grew tired of waiting for the right time and realized that there is no perfect time. I planned very carefully, began the process, made my decisions and now have all that a man could desire, at least this man anyway I am not one who sits around and waits for things to happen to me I am better at making things happen. I guess it takes a special kind of person who gets utter joy from bath time, reading a story, a child running to you at the end of a day, when you feel beat to shit and this little person runs to you like you have been gone forever, throws themselves into your arms and says “daddy, love you”. Benjamin will be 6 in May and Bryce is 18 months old now. I found myself on this Christmas morning opening presents with my son, looking at what my life has become and I thought of all the firsts, and the only thing missing was another man to share them with. I know this sounds hopelessly, “heterosexual” or so I have been told, and if you feel that way, then we may not have anything in common, to me it is just normal.