I saw a photo of this shirt and just love it. Love in all it’s sparkle and shininess!
The person who was wearing it was asked if it was a gay shirt and said yes because she loves someone who is gay. The person asking rolled their eyes. Really?
Since when is love something to roll your eyes at? Is it wrong to love someone who is gay? Is it any different from loving anyone just because they are a beautiful person with a beautiful soul? What difference does it make anyway whether it’s a gay shirt or whether you love someone who is gay?
For a mom of a gay son like me, it does make a difference. It matters to me that you love someone who is gay. Why? Because too many LGBTQ people are rejected from their families and do not have the love of a parent, aunt, grandparent, sibling. Do they deserve love any less because they are LGBTQ?
In many ways, I think they deserve love even more. I wear my pride shirts proudly. If anyone has a problem with it, it’s their problem, not mine. Now that I live in the south, I think it’s even more important to show my pride and my love for the LGBTQ community.
This weekend is the Pride Parade in my town. It will be my second in the south and the second where I will be giving out Free Mom Hugs. That’s what love is. Giving hugs to those who need and want them. Reminding kids of all ages that parents do love their LGBTQ kids. And letting the haters know that their hate will not win. Love will win every time. Love is love, pure and simple.