Our Family Outing: A Memoir of Coming Out and Coming Through

Our Family Outing: A Memoir of Coming Out and Coming Through

Joe Cobb, Leigh Anne Taylor

Language: English

Pages: 286

ISBN: 1937829154

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


A truly unique love story, "Our family Outing" is riveting in its honesty and openness as a family faces its reality their husband/father is gay. Told in two eloquent narrative voices - Joe, a husband, pastor and father who faces the truth about his sexuality and Leigh Anne, a wife, church musician and mother who finds her way to acceptance and forgiveness. This is a story of breakthrough, love, redemption and how individuals join together to create a new way of being family.

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looked at the stem and what I once saw as deep brokenness, I now saw as outstretched arms. The arms aren’t smooth or muscular. They are rugged, uneven, raised to different levels. The inside of the arms, the cradle, shiny and smooth, holds a pool of darkness at the base. I looked at the shards. The first was larger than the rest, and included part of the rim of the chalice. It had sharp edges and broken veins beneath the finish. The fire of the kiln had protected the finish until it cracked

lifted (Joe) September 4, 1998 I feel very distant, confused and worthless. Leigh Anne is telling her truth: to the full staff at the church, and to her family. The secret veil has been lifted. I want to sleep and wake up from this nightmare. I want to hurt myself (Joe) September 5, 1998 I wanted to hurt myself tonight. To take all of the shame and inflict an internal wound in my soul. I went to Borders Books and Café to find gay literature. I read an erotic story. In a searing

I want to be left alone. I want to be held. I want to understand. I want to be understood. The following day I went to Emma’s school to assist her first-grade class. The children were writing letters. One little boy was writing a letter to his brother. He began to write a sentence out of his writing book: My dad is tall. I asked him, “Is your dad tall?” He answered, “My dad is dead.” Being separated from my children began to hurt even more. Thrown into work (Joe) Over the next

mourned the death of dreams, of our future, of how I thought our life would be. I also had an unbearable sense of loneliness, since I had no one but my therapist to talk to about it. I had a sense that I was in the closet with Joe. He had shared his secret with me and now I was in the terrible loneliness of the closet. Outside of the therapist, the only other people I could trust with the truth were our clergy colleagues. One of our colleagues, Nancy, invited both Joe and me to her home

exhaustion. Things did not improve during our honeymoon. Unfortunately, I contracted my first case of “honeymoon cystitis,” which made sex increasingly uncomfortable for me. I finally called my dad, the family doctor, on the last day of our trip when I could no longer tolerate the symptoms. He ordered a prescription for me that was ready as soon as we returned. When we arrived at my parents’ home, my mother greeted me at the door with a big hug, “How are you, sweetheart?” I whispered in her

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