Now I won't lie, even though I'm tech savvy enough, I don't speak Facebook and the only grams that have been in my life are honey grahams, telegrams, candy grams and an occasional hologram. So Instagram, take a hike.
Her Instagram was a response to someone who respectfully seemed almost confused by gay love, Boston Pride Month, the gay movement and homosexuality in general. My daughter Holly made me so proud especially during this full month of pride here in Boston as she handled this person's questions with grace, patience, understanding and mutual respect. If you are unaware, these outstanding personal qualities are the norm within the gay community.
Here's what I got out of the exchange:
My daughter mentioned being disappointed and fearful that she had to explain her sexuality and justify the gay movement. I can accept her disappointment but I take issue with the word "fearful." Holly shows no fear with respect to who she is and the remarkable young adult that she has become. We could not be more proud of who she is.
The words unawareness and enlightenment are two simple words within their chat that are the true focus here.
To those who are respectfully unaware and are of open mind: Imagine you were born with beautiful blonde hair and you quickly found out that all of the people around you with brown or black hair could not understand why your hair was different. You were ostracized and criticized and even your parents and family could not accept your beautiful blonde hair. You then simply try to enlighten these people who are unaware and tell them that your beautiful blonde hair is the hair that God gave you and explain to them that "you can't change, even if you tried, even if you wanted to. You were born this way. "
So under June's beautiful spring summer rainbow sky may you be proud and different, not less.
Thanks for ridding me of my unawareness and enlightening my life, my girl.
I love you more,