Hey guys,
First off, I have to tell you that I had been writing this post for
hours when Tessa woke up from her nap. I went upstairs to get her and while I
was gone, Viva turned my computer off and I lost all of my work! I think there
may be flames coming out of my ears right now! So, I will take a deep breath and write it all again. I’m telling myself it will be better the second time, right?
UGH!
I feel nervous about writing this post. I think one of the reasons why
I’ve been having such a hard time is because my answers will reveal a lot about
myself. It reveals my biases, my insecurities and weaknesses. But, I figure, what the
heck, let’s go ahead and do it.
So, the question I’m addressing is from reader Nicole (who won by a landslide!). Her question:

I would like to know some of the things Lolly struggles with as the wife of a gay man. 🙂

I hope you don’t mind if I rephrase this question in the
following way: “What are the challenges of being married to Josh Weed because
he’s gay?”

Let’s just hop right into the part of this question that I get asked the
most, shall we? That is, of course, about our sex life. Josh and I have a very
fulfilling sex life, but we both definitely gave something up. Our relationship
didn’t start out with intense lust or passion. Nor has Josh ever been infatuated
with me in the traditional sense. Now, I’m the kind of girl that always liked
it when guys were infatuated with me, so the fact that my husband has never
felt those feelings for me is sad at times.
The challenge, for me, is to focus on all of the amazing things we do have instead of the things we don’t
have. I recently found this article written by Shannon Ethridge. I really loved
her words because it completely validated the intimacy that Josh and I share.
“I suggest that sexual intensity…is simply not the same as intimacy. If
it were, then prostitutes and porn stars would be the most emotionally and
relationally fulfilled people on the planet. That doesn’t seem to be the case.

Does
the entangling of arms and legs and the exchange of bodily fluids scratch the
human itch for intimate connection? Or is sex just the closest thing we can
imagine to what we’re really craving: a deeper spiritual and emotional
connection, both with our Creator and with His creation?
…when
we selfishly strive for orgasm through pornography, masturbation or illicit
sexual encounters rather than cultivating sexual ecstasy with our marriage
partner, sexual ecstasy is only “half-baked.” Love and relational intimacy are
the “yeast” that allows our sexual ecstasy to rise to its highest level.
…If
deep and spiritual intimacy is what humans seek, then relational or sexual
intensity can never satisfy our deepest longings or heal our oldest wounds… deep
wounds will be healed by sacrificial love (of which Christ is the incarnate
example) and intimate relationship (both human and divine). Soul-deep intimacy
is what we seek, and it’s ultimately found in the God who created human
sexuality.”
That’s beautiful, isn’t it? Isn’t that really what all women want? Don’t
we want soul-deep intimacy? I can honestly say I have that with Josh, so who
cares if he has never looked at me the way the creeper down the street has? I
just have to keep that in mind sometimes.
Another intimacy challenge I have is one that I feel most women can
relate to, no matter who you’re married to. For me, a lot of the sexual process
takes place inside my head. The things that I’m thinking while I load the
dishwasher can have an impact on our sex that night. So, for me, I have to pay
particular attention to the things that I tell myself. I’ve gotten a lot better
at it over the years. For instance, I don’t say things like, “I’m not what Josh
wants” or “He’s not attracted to my body” or “He’d rather have something else.”
The truth is he chose me and
so I really am what he ultimately wants and loves. Am I the perfect embodiment
of his sexual fantasies? Uh, no. I am so far from it. On the flipside, is he
the perfect embodiment of my sexual fantasies? Uh, no. He’s not even black!
(Just look up Boris Kodjoe, ladies, and you’ll see what I’m saying.) The truth
is, everyone must choose their ideal lover as a packaged set of features.
Rarely does someone find their soul mate housed in their sexual ideal.
I have been blessed with good self-esteem, so I really try and harness
that in the bedroom. I don’t want to sound conceited, but I think I’m a
beautiful person. Although I have been struggling to lose 20 pounds since I had
Tessa, I can still feel sexy. What I actively do is focus on my positive
thoughts and feelings, especially when we’re being intimate. Nothing will kill
my enjoyment more than my own critical observation of fat rolls. Instead I
might choose to wear something that makes me feel beautiful. I might focus on
how my hair looks amazing that day. I might pay particular attention to his enjoyment. Or I may choose to
surrender myself to him completely, trusting in his love for me. No matter
what, there is no room for criticism or negativity in my head while we’re being
intimate. 
The last challenge that I would say I have with Josh’s sexual
orientation is probably the hardest one for me. Josh is my eternal love. I want
to be his everything. I want to fulfill his every desire, but I can’t. There
are things he wants and things he needs that I can’t give him. That is very
hard for me. We have gone through some difficult times. Times where both of our
hearts have been broken and it was no one’s fault. We have had to process
through some very confusing and emotional things together. These things almost
always had to do with attachment issues that were very confusing and we had no
one to talk to and no guidebook or standard to reference. All we had was each
other. The ironic thing was, at times, our true love for each other made it
that much harder, because it didn’t change the hard things that were happening.
But it has allowed us to connect through intensely honest and intimate verbal communication and figure things out,
even when it is hard.
In the end, we work through it all. We sometimes stay up until four in
the morning trying to figure things out. Josh knows he can tell me anything and
that what he shares with me will be kept safe. I know that I can always trust
him. We know that we can both be very real, even if it hurts, because hiding
feelings will only result in pain. We have both shared things that were very
hard for us to process, but we did it with love and respect and a knowledge
that we would always be there for each other. We’ve often said that we could
talk our way out of any problem and I truly believe that. We will always be
there for each other. And the funny thing is, sometimes the darkest most
difficult moments have yielded breakthroughs that have helped us to be closer
than we’ve ever been. That’s the way life works sometimes, I think.

And so, I can tell you with all my heart that, even with our challenges,
Josh Weed is definitely worth it. Our love is amazing. Yes, we sacrifice for
each other, but isn’t that what true love is all about? Loving someone more
than you love yourself? Letting go of self-interest and being all you can be
for the person you choose? In my opinion, and in our experience, it is the
“sacrificial love”—that sweet acceptance of a whole person, flaws and foibles
and large deficits included right along with their amazing talents and
attributes, and the giving up of desired things in favor of being with the one we choose to love—that makes our relationship so beautiful and brings us closer
to each other, and closer to God himself. I wouldn’t trade it–or him– for
anything.