10-05-2013, 07:17 AM
Find below a little story I read on the Facebook page of the group 'Enough is Enough'
Quote:Your post From Gay Travel about the good big brother and the lousy parents,made me want to share a story from my childood in support of my parents and their unconditional love. When I was 10 years old, my butch older brother, my butch Army Father, and myself (total Miss Thing for the purposes of this story) Were sitting in the living room together. My Dad and brother were watching an NFL game and I was knitting a scarf to go with my new winter coat! My Father looked at me knitting and looked at my brother watching football and lost his way for a second. He said"why don't you ever do things boys do?" I was crushed. my scarf was the perfect shade of blue to set off my eyes, and I was very proud.Always up for Drama, I ripped up my knititing and twitched from the room, slammig doors all the way out of the house. My Father came and found me a few minutes later(I suspect after a tounge lashing from my Mom) and took me to get IceCream. On the way there he told me"I may never understand you, and I am sorry for that, Just know that I love you and i always will" From that moment on I was always secure in his affection for me and he never tried to make be be anything other than what I was.For that I will always love him.I knitted him a scarf for Christmas.
From: Eric Ernsberger