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Originally Posted by Sachita
my son is an adult and ready to have his own child. this is sweet revenge because shes not even here and he's worried. 
you can't rely on any schools or system to teach your child how to get by in this world. You have to be very proactive and damn patient. No matter what never give up on your child. I see this so often and it breaks my heart. Kids will break your heart over and over yet teach you the most unbelievable capacity to love.
my son was raised in a queer home by a very open-minded freespirited goddess leather crazy woman. over all he turned out great and as each year goes by I see him seasoning towards life and beating his own drum. This I am most proud of. |
I would echo this loud and clear Sachita.
I'll never forget the day I picked Leia up at day care after first grade, at her private Christian school. I saw the principal meandering over with the first grade teacher, both just kind of staring at me. Out of the mouths of babes as they say. Leia shared with her class that day about her family. She had a dog named Snigglefritz that slept with her in her twin princess bed. That Mommy and Tommi slept in a giant bed together, but didn't need a big bed because were always cuddled together to stay warm, in just part of that big bed. She said she and Snigglefritz should have the big bed because they needed more room than we did. She told them there was another bedroom beside the den, that didn't need a bed because that was our playroom.
I saw the slight smile on their faces, and the principal simply said," I knew you two were not sisters, but kissin cousins is okay. " I told her we were not cousins, and were gay, had been together for many years prior to getting Leia when she was 2, because her Mom abandoned her. (they knew peggie was her Gramma), and if being gay was a problem we would find another school, and Leia didn't belong here then.
Mrs. Samuelson, in a motherly tone looked at me and said" I can't wait to hear more stories, and I suggest you put a lock on your bedroom door, because I can imagine when talk comes to how babies are made Leia will be happy to talk about anything she has seen or knows." Miss Taylor said, my roommate and I will have something fun to talk about at dinner. " I breathed a sigh of relief, and became a Chaperone on trips from first grade to high School , and was accepted and respected by the school staff and parents. I got to go to Catalina scuba diving, on a school bus for 8 hours with 25 screaming 3rd graders to Sacramento,CA and we flew to Disney World escorting 30 teenage girls and boys.
I miss seeing my lil kiddo's who are at Ellsworth Air Foce Base in South Dakota. Plans are for them to come home for Christmas if their Daddy is deployed to Afghanistan again.
My Mom came out when I was 17. I had always known, and she was a great role model. She made sure I understood becoming "Tommi" at 5 was okay and gay from as long as she can remember. and that I was respected and she gave me support and strength in those rough teen years I had. Now, my father was another story. and , that is another thread.
I am a proud Grandparent of Trinity Hope, a beautiful little, who next week will be 4, and Dustin Bradley, the all American boy who is 5.. We raised our daughter with the tools she needed to get out into the big old world. We tried to Keep her safe, in a private school, had her friends, and their parents at our house and showed them that a gay couple who respected each other and them is where Leia learned to do the same.
She shares with her friends about diversity, love, respect and how our employment paid her way through school. We bought her a computer for college. She met and married an Air Force Sergeant she met in a chat room, quit school, got married and is making her own way in the world.