A Note to D from Mom

To my D,

You are and always have been my son. I'm so sorry I missed the signs when you were younger. I should have known, but I didn't, not really.

You came out to me and your dad when you were just 14. You had just had the year from hell, becoming sick with a little known illness. It was October and you had a date. You were finally feeling good again, thanks to a wonderful doctor. We dropped you off at our local mall to meet your friend. A few hours later we picked you up, and you were standing there with a handsome young man. I knew at that moment that he was your date. When you got in the car I asked and you said "Yes, he was my date. I'm bi-sexual and right now I like males more than females." I told you I loved you and I was perfectly ok with you. Your dad said the same, though it is harder for him.

And that's how you came out. All your friends knew, as did one of your brothers. Everybody thought it would be him that was gay. HA. All the stereotypes are out the window with you. You have never cared about clothes, shoes, etc. You are very masculine in all your mannerisms. You are of course still very young.

I want you to know that no matter what you are my sweet, blue-eyed doll. I am more than lucky to be your mother. And I hope when you choose a life partner someday that there will be no need for trusts, powers of attorney and what not to protect you both. Maybe civil rights really will be just that, civil. Love knows no gender. You love who you love.

We still have a couple of tough years ahead of us. No matter what they bring I will stand by you. I will be your biggest cheerleader and staunchest ally. And you will always be my Big D.

Love,
Mom