When my son told me he was gay he was about 24. Never in a million years did i have an idea. I was clueless. He had so many girlfriends, but I'll never forget that day.
I remember breaking down crying because the 1st thought that entered my mind was that I was not going to have grandchildren from him. But he hugged me, smiled, and said as soon as he settles down and falls in love that he would adopt.
He told my husband a few months later. It was hard for him to accept. Being Italian, I think makes it even harder. But my husband has accepted him and his boyfriend with open arms.
My son is now 32, a supervisor for Gucci, and lives in Manhattan with his boyfriend. I am so very proud of him because he is happy and proud of who he is. I count my blessings each and every day that he is strong enough to be the person that he was born to be. I feel so proud that i have a gay son. I'll be forever proud of him.
Attached is a picture of my son (left) and his boyfriend Ruben. What a handsome couple they make ;-)