What we’re about
My husband died unexpectedly on March 30, 2017 at a hospital in Evanston, IL due to doctor error in an emergency room catastrophe when the doctor jabbed Frank in the Carotid Artery and he bled to death. He was actually aiming for his Jugular vein when he slipped and punctured the Carotid Artery instead. Although that was over 4 years ago, I still grieve for my Frankie Bones every day.
Since moving to the desert from Chicago, 3.5 year ago, I have been meeting other gay widows who have their own tragic tales to tell. Unfortunately, gay men who haven't experienced the pain and isolation of a partner's or husband's death, try to imagine it by saying things like " I know what you are going through, my cat died last week." Well as tragic as losing a cat or dog is, as far as I'm concerned losing a husband or partner to death, is somewhat more final - one can always find another pet.
The purpose of this group isn't to just share the "what happened" but celebrate and cherish the memories by having events that you and your partner shared in common, whether going to the movies, riding a bike, cruising for fun with like mined souls or just having a cuddle party where each of us can interact with a loving touch or caress of another gay man who is hungry for compassion and caring.