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You may be reading this in your room, or at a coffee shop, or at a friend’s house, or at school. Wherever you are, it is likely that you are seeing signs of holiday celebrations . . . shopping, decorations, and such. I’m seeing them too, and it’s reminding me of you. Why? Because when I think of you, I think of the greatest gift I’ve ever been given . . . a tiny little person put into my arms, perfect in every way. My own LGBTQ child. Like my own child, you are a gift.
When my son came to me at age 15 and said, “Mom, I’m gay,” I cried . . . not because he was gay, but because I know the world can be cruel, and one day I would have to let him go to face it without me. To me, you are just like him . . . precious, irreplaceable and bravely facing an uncertain world. Just like my own child, during this holiday season and always, you have a welcomed place in my home and in my heart.
We are atheists, so our family is very laid back on the more religious holidays. We do observe a few traditions, but mostly we exchange gifts and spend time together. It’s the love that matters most to us. So no matter what you believe, or don’t believe, your love will be what makes you fit right in with us. I hope you can imagine sharing a big turkey dinner with us, or just hanging out or going to the movies. Please know that this year, I’ll be thinking of you.
I know that because you are part of the LGBTQ community, your life may not have seemed like a celebration so far. The world is not always kind or accepting, and you may wonder why things have to be so difficult. When I think of these times, I want to wrap my arms around you and tell you that you are so loved and so wanted . . . because you are. You may be wishing that you could come out, but are feeling afraid of how your friends and family will react. You may be always hiding the real you from the world, or you may be out, but your family doesn’t accept who you are.
I accept you as the wonderful gift that you are now and have been, since the moment you were born. You were born a gift and that hasn’t changed, even if others don’t always see it. Please realize that I’m not the only one who knows you are precious. There are people all around you . . . people you haven’t met yet, future friends, lovers, neighbors who accept you and will love you for who you are. They are out there. You are not alone.
Wishing you love, peace, and happiness always,