I’m a pretty emotional person. In fact, I wear my emotions on my sleeve a lot. Oddly enough, despite that trait, I’ve rarely been moved to tears. In fact, for a long time I couldn’t cry even if I wanted to. (Being a husband and father seems to have opened those floodgates, and now I sometimes even get misty while watching commercials.) I think it was a defense/survival mechanism, given the anti-gay harassment I faced growing up gay in an environment that was hostile at best and non-supportive at worst.
One thing that always moved me to tears though, was when I spotted the PFLAG contingent in any Pride parade. I had a habit of sometimes rushing out into the PFLAG marchers to give and receive hugs. (And was always welcomed and hugged in return, by the way.) I don’t know if the mom who wrote this letter to the editor, which is is one of the Boston Globe’s most emailed articles, is a PFLAG mom, but I’d like to give her a hug anyway.
The world would be a better place if there were more parents like this. Or at least maybe there’d be fewer homeless gay youth. Maybe there’d be fewer murders of transgendered people. Maybe there would be fewer stories like those of Ted Haggard, Paul Barnes, and Mark Foley. Maybe there’d be fewer stories like Brandon Teena, Gwen Araujo, Sakia Gunn, Arthur Warren, Michael Sandy, and Matthew Sheppard.
Here’s to you, Dorothy Donahue. Now, if only we had a million more like you.
God’s gay child
January 15, 2007
LOVE AND let love.
God gave me a gift, a wonderful son who happens to be gay. God does not give inferiors gifts. God does not make mistakes. This little boy that God gave to me is now a fine young man. But my son is treated like a second-class citizen by my church. Maybe my state constitution will treat him likewise. I pray that it will not.
If you had a gay loved one in your family you would be a better person. You would be sensitive to the discrimination gays endure. You would realize that they, too, are entitled to mutual love.
God will continue to send gay babies. We must take them into our hearts and our lives. That would please God.
What else is there to say?