At 41, I thought I was a man. I have gone through all the rights of passage
required to enter this world of manhood. I have fought other men, both as a
victor and loser. Been a lover of women, married one along the way. I've
walked down the aisle of a church, committing to walk a higher path. Sean the
birth of my 3 children, clipped the cord and all. Seen my hair turn from
brown to brown and gray. Seen a 29 inch waistline expand to 36. Seen less of
what lies below it. All these things that would make me think I am a man. but
I stand here today saying that, yesterday, for the first time, I swiveled. Is
there anything left?
Having played a supporting role in this wondrous event, I beam with pride and
share the joy of your acomplishment.
Hybrid Mode
