My Husband Is Bisexual

I remember the day my husband
finally came out to me. The day
that I got the news no wife ever
wants to hear.

It was a cold day in January. I was sitting
on the porch, watching the cars go by. He
stood next to me, and I looked into his eyes.

This was the man that I love and his face
was filled with such pain. I rose to my feet
and held him. What was wrong ? What could
bring pain to so strong and brave a man ?

He held my hands in his and looked me
in the eye. He said the words that I would
never forget for as long as I lived.

He told me that he was bisexual. All of his
life, he had been attracted to both men and
women. I was shocked. No. This can't be
true ! My man ! The man that I love !!!
How could he be one of those ?

In my anger, I cursed him and walked away.
I did not know for how long he had been
carrying the burden of secrecy. As a woman,
I was shocked.

Was I not good enough for him ? I'm a rancher's
daughter. I'm a big, strong woman. I can rope the
bulls as well as any cowboy. I'm no dainty city girl.
Was it my fault that he found men attractive ?

I felt wounded in my femininity. Yet this was the
man that I loved. We've been together for a long
time. Life without him is unthinkable. Unimaginable.

I returned to him. He was sitting on the couch. He
told me that if I wanted him to leave, he'd understand.
His friends and family had already rejected him when
he told them about his true feelings, his true self. He
was used to having people not accept him for who and
what he was.

I was not about to let him go. I loved him too much.
I was gonna fight to keep him. So help me God ! No
man or woman is gonna take my husband away from me.
I'll do whatever I have to do. I didn't want to lose him.

I approached my husband. I saw fear and pain in his eyes.
How could he think that I would ever hurt him ? I gently
held him and asked him to forgive me for my outburst earlier.
He looked at me. There was surprise in his eyes.

Did he really think that I was gonna let him go over something
like this ? Not likely. Hubby of mine, you will stay with me.
I love you. I want to understand you. I feel hurt and angry but
don't you ever question my love for you.

He smiles. We embrace. I clasp my hand in his. This is
the same man I've lived with for decades and yet something
has changed. He is finally free to be himself. I have uncovered
yet another facade of the man I love. I see him as he truly
his and I love him.

Hand in hand, we walk toward the bedroom. I'm gonna
ride this man like a cowgirl on a raging bull. I am gonna
make sweet love with him until the sun comes up. Nothing
in this universe is as great as my love for him.

The end.