I'm taking a writing break this week and spending time with family! Please enjoy this post from my friend and fellow PFLAG parent Karen!
I was angry at myself for waiting six months to attend my first PFLAG meeting!
I don’t forgive you for discriminating against my daughter.
Trigger warning. This post discusses suicide.
I have a confession to make (old Catholic habits die hard). I don’t have my s*%t together, not at all. My daughter came out to me April 13, 2016. Do you know when I finally felt like I had reached the point of acceptance? October 2017. A full year and a half after she told … Continue reading One in a Million
When I am unfamiliar with something, I need to find out as much as I can about it.
Each week at church, I would kneel after Communion and repeat the same fervent prayer, “God, please bring my son back to me.” Months came and went, things went further in the opposite direction.