I can’t remember a moment when I realized my mom was different than the “normal” mom.
She had girlfriends instead of boyfriends.
I remember the exact details of when my sister told me she was a lesbian. We were in my car, driving over railroad tracks in between a K-Mart and a hospital. I couldn’t believe it because she had a crush on Christopher Nelson since forever. I was sad because I wouldn’t be her maid of honor in her wedding and she wouldn’t have kids that would call me Aunt.
It was nearly instantaneous when I realized my best friend, Megan, was in love with her roommate in college. It was on the drive home, I informed her she was a lesbian. At that time, she couldn’t admit it to herself and it was months later when she called, crying on the phone telling me what I already knew.
When you say same sex marriage is wrong, you are telling me my best friend shouldn’t be able to marry her girlfriend.
When the person on the TV says homosexuals shouldn’t have kids, you are saying my mom not only isn’t a good mom, you are invalidating me, my sister, my mom, and the family we make.
When I hear gay people are immoral, I hear that my sister shouldn’t be an essential part of the school that gets to say:
100% of [this] high school graduates have been accepted into at least one four-year college. In contrast, in 2004 only 26% of the graduating seniors (who represent only 50% of those who started high school) in the [this city’s] District reported planning on attending 4-year colleges.
When you say homosexuality is a choice, remember you are talking about someone’s sister. When you say gay men and women are going to burn in hell, you are talking about someone’s best friend. When you say lesbians shouldn’t raise kids, you are talking about someone’s mom.
You are talking about MY sister, MY best friend, and MY mom.
When you say gay men are immoral, you are talking about your children’s teacher or the clerk at the store or even the brother of the police officer who gave you a speeding ticket.
When you say lesbians are hurting others by their lifestyle, you are talking about your doctor’s mother, the firefighter who risks her life to save others, or your neighbor who is a stay at home mom.
When you place your judgement on homosexuality, you are telling the girl in middle school who is struggling with her sexuality that she is bad. You are teaching your son who is in high school it’s OK to verbally, physically, and mentally attack the boy who is in glee club instead of playing football.
You validate the men who beat up my sister’s girlfriend when she was walking her dog because she looked too “gay” or the men who raped the lesbian or the boys who killed a boy they thought acted too gay.
You send the message to me that my mom, my sister, my best friend are wrong and bad. The people I love–my family–the grandma, aunt, and Godmother of my son.
You not only hurt them, you also hurt me.
Ignorance, hate, and the loss of civil rights of any group of people (no matter how big or small) doesn’t just hurt those people…it also hurts their family, friends, and others that love them.
This is my spin on rules (rules that are stupid and hurt people like taking away civil rights of a groups of people). What’s your take? Get your Spin Cycle on. The hostess with the mostest is Sprite’s Keeper.