Barely into their twenties, Ema and Luís Soares immigrated to the United States from Brasil to join Luís’ family in California. They settled into their new life quickly: getting jobs (Luís at a bank and Ema opening up a daycare from their home), finding a good Catholic church to attend and bettering their English through television and immersing themselves in the American culture. Five years after their move to the U.S., the couple added their own addition to the little ones that frequented their home during the day: Inácio Soares. He was a handful: never satisfied and always crying. Ema and Luís had wanted a big, close family but the stress of taking care of Inácio held them back from achieving it.
Accidents happen, though, and a few years after the birth of their first child came news of Ema’s pregnancy with their second. The expecting parents were overjoyed; the issues that they had been having with Inácio had dissolved with time and their little toddler was ecstatic at the chance of being an older brother. In the middle of April of 1988, the Soares’ welcomed Calix Noé to the world. Unlike his older brother, Calix rarely cried and barely made a noise -- something his parents would later joke about, saying he waited until he could use his words to make up for lost time and talk everyone’s ears off.
A few years after his birth, Calix -- whose name had naturally been shortened to Cale when he wasn’t misbehaving -- became an older brother. Miguel joined the family ‘91, just as ‘Nacio was growing too old to want to play with his younger brothers. Cale took to the role of big brother right away. He served as Miguel’s playmate, protector and teacher and continued with it all even as he enrolled into school and was separated from him during the day. Eventually, school became a distraction; or rather, the other children did. Even at a young age, Cale was wanting to make friends with everyone, learn about them and yes, even at six years old, tease the girls that were in his class and be their boyfriend for the day.
As he grew older, school seemed to pass by a little faster during the day. Between socializing, getting in trouble for talking and doing the massive amount of schoolwork his teachers assigned, there wasn’t a whole lot of time to waste by watching the clock (except, of course, for the times he wound up in detention for talking back). The Soares’ had a strict policy when it came to homework and grades and at first, Cale tried his best to meet his parents’ approval with it. As time went by, and his friends became a little more adventurous and persuasive (and the girls that had once been his one-day girlfriends turned into crushes and people to experiment with), Cale lost focus with school. His grades suffered enough for his parents to take notice, but he was at his rebellious stage and didn’t care -- he had his friends, skateboarding and surfing to occupy his time.
There were other things occupying his time -- or thoughts, rather -- besides riding pavement and waves. Being raised as a Catholic, Cale had never given any thought to the same sex. Even as he entered high school and his attention was drawn in their direction rather than the girls who called for his, Cale pushed it aside and replaced it by spending more time with girls. His relationships with the opposite sex were plenty but unsatisfying. Cale managed to last until his senior year before he gave in to his attraction for guys. He found a fellow classmate to experiment with and it cemented what he had been trying to ignore. Not wanting to come out, and certainly not feeling proud about it, Cale tried to keep it to himself.
Secrets didn’t exist in Aliso Viejo, or at least not in the Soares’ household. The classmate Cale had found himself experimenting and exploring with wanted something more and was constantly texting and calling him. One day, shortly after his eighteenth birthday, Cale’s mother came upon his phone and the text messages inside. Needless to say, Ema’s reaction to the discovery was a bit much. Their confrontation had the once-lively household at a total standstill. Their exchange of words resulted not in an ultimatum, but Cale getting kicked out completely. He packed up what he could and crashed on his friend’s floor for a few days.
With his options limited and the situation with his mother irresolvable, Cale reached out for assistance from his father’s family. He had to reach pretty far -- to Belgrade, Maine, to be precise. He sold his surfboard and anything he could find to buy a one-way ticket to Maine. Having enough credits to technically graduate, Cale managed to leave California with an actual diploma. Not wanting to infuriate the only family he had to rely on, he applied for nearby colleges, worked random retail jobs and tried to respect the space that his aunt, uncle and cousins shared with him. It took a while for him to decide what to go to school for, but he eventually found it in something he loved.
Getting a job as a fitness instructor, Cale managed to move out of his aunt and uncle's house and out on his own. He spent the next couple of years adjusting to life on his own and coming into his own routine of things. But the small town life was never enough for him. Cale was itching to leave and move onto better things and close to the end of ‘12, he finally had a reason to leave Maine behind and have a new beginning in New York.
Unfortunately, his new beginning didn’t last for long. A few months had only passed him by in New York before he got the call that his aunt’s health was failing. The majority of 2013 was spent going back and forth between Maine and New York, before he ultimately made the decision to remain in the small town until things were over, for better or for worse.
Worse eventually came around and, deciding it was time to get back on track with his own life, Cale headed back to New York, to fall back into his job and find some way to start over once again.
For months, he stuck around the city and took a chance with the new opportunities that came his way. He reconnected with family, found love (and lost it; a constant struggle he endured during his stay) and eventually found what he really wanted to do with his life. Still, it all came a little late and, dealing with his own struggles in depression, he moved back to the west coast to spend time with his immediate family, especially his now ailing mother, and work through his problems.
It was by fate or luck or chance that, while on the road to better himself, he came across the guy he struggled to be with back in New York. After a while, the two tried things again, which lead to a rushed marriage. While things were never perfect between them, and it certainly proved to be that way even in marriage, they managed to keep things together enough to survive a move back to New York so Cale could take a chance at furthering his career options and start their life out together right. It's been an up and down road for them, a rollercoaster ride of a relationship that met its end and started again, and now Cale and his husband have evened everything out, the ride has smoothed, and their family is set to grow.