This made me sad but so happy at the same time.
Sad that there are still people that are so close-minded. People who “believe” that we must never hurt others yet effortlessly inflict pain in the hearts of those who do not belong to their concept of “normal.”
But this made me so happy because of the thousands that say all the bad things about being gay, there will always be that one person who will tap your shoulder and make you feel that there is nothing wrong with you.
My younger brother is gay. Gay as laughter. Gay as the day is long. One of the finest moments in my life, and one of the greatest compliments anyone has ever paid me, was the day he felt safe to come out to me. He’s in his mid-30s now, but he’ll always be my little brother. And man, I love that kid. He’s brilliant, he’s funny, and he’s kind. And he just married a phenomenal man.
I was always predisposed to like his husband because, y’know, he’s my brother’s partner and therefore has automatic status in my heart. The wonderful bonus is that I really like him. He’s brilliant, he’s funny, and he’s kind. He’s a cool dude to hang out with. He also stood by my brother like a rock when my brother had a life-threatening cancer that cost him his left eye.
They married in May. It was…
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