John is a gentle man, a man with a big heart, a devoted husband and father.   His love for me is unquestionable as is mine for him. But now I fel... I was put in a position to prove my love for him all over again. Not because I had done anything wrong... but, or so I thought, I might have a character flaw.We put the children in bed that night and met back in the kitchen. I knew we were going to have a long, drawn out discussion.I should interject here that our sex life had always been. Most of these girls could barely grunt out enough to get through a basic transaction. Dorita spoke well enough to get my jokes, and even be funny herself. She'd sing to me. That's how we first hit it off. Damn near turned the place into a karaoke bar a few times. I had seen her in there many times, tipped her a dollar here and there across the bar. But she wasn't one to have a drink with the slobs in there. She drank Heineken all shift long, but with the pool players who ignored the girls. Even. Diane provided probably the best fun Alex had ever had with an internet date. She was amusing. She was good conversation. She was sexy. And she was wonderfully passionate between the sheets.But there was a reason why she'd advertised her availability on the internet even though she was still in her twenties and four years younger than Alex. And that, despite a regime of several diets and regular exercise, was because she was undeniably plump.Now she was discussing her plans about changing. Looking out the window I could clearly see the hearse arrive with Uncle Frank’s casket below. Ushered to the front of the church, mom witnessed Uncle Frank’s casket for the first time and broke down crying again. I remembered mom telling me she had two brothers and three sisters, all I have never met but talked to on the phone. Mother’s siblings supported her coming out of the closet and telling her parents she was in love with another woman. Grandma was the one that mom told me never.