Imagine living in a small, conservative town in North Mississippi when the Supreme Court ruling that allowed same-sex couple to be married was announced. Now image being the mother of a gay son. What would you do? How would you react? Would you sit by quietly as you overhear awful, negative comments about homosexuals from your acquaintances and neighbors? Would you be afraid to speak up, fearing the overwhelming backlash of those that will argue against you? Or would you be like my mom who doesn’t take much shit from anyone (as you will see from her Facebook post pictured below)?
In addition to this, she has also made polite requests for complete strangers to shut the fuck up when she overhears them talking openly in public venues about “queers” and “fags” as if we are villains from a movie.
I am almost certain my father has done the same. He can easily be described as a stereotypical cowboy with stereotypical farmer friends. When news of my sexual orientation spread around their country hometown, how could he not have encountered any hateful remarks. He’s a quiet man but very stoic in his convictions. He has never said anything about my sexual orientation; however, he has spoken loudly through his actions (including them in Christmas with presents and hospitality, giving of my boyfriends as if they were a part of the family).
They have taught me (and continues to) teach me how to be strong and stand up for myself. They have taught me not to be ashamed of who I am. They have never not loved me. That’s what a parent does. I hope your parent can do the same for you.