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Ohhhh, there you are!! We found each other . . . yay!
My name is Tamilyn, or as the others call me, “The Momma.” Today, I am your Holiday Mom.
I would love to be able to give you a big, squishy hug . . . hugs warm my heart. I am an open, loving mom who is so excited to be here with you to be your loudest cheerleader!
I am a mother of two fabulous boys. My oldest is 23, and he is straight, while my youngest bundle of light is gay. He is 20 now and has been out for eight years. I tried very hard to show and allow my children to express themselves from the time they were born. Davi came out to me in a letter when he was 12. I still have and cherish that letter. How hard it must have been for him to have such courage in sharing so much of himself at such a young age . . . soooo very courageous! I, as his mother, and knowing my child, thought maybe he was special and had always made a point of stressing that sexuality was a personal thing and it did not make any difference whatsoever in a soul’s life or potential, nor was it more important than anything else!
His brother never batted an eye, more or less like, “That’s great! What’s for supper?” His father is another story for another time. It was just me and the boys living in our home, and in our home he had the freedom to be himself . . . always. He has blossomed into a fabulously, well-rounded hair stylist. (All those poor Barbie dolls and babysitters that had to have their hair sacrificed!) Now at 20, he has been to New York for training and works at an amazing salon where we live . . . all through his own hard work as we are not a wealthy bunch to say the least. He is firmly on his way to living his dream in the fashion world. His brother is “acceptance” in action, but he is also a story for another time. I burst with pride whenever I think of how blessed I am to be a mother.
The holidays are a time for love, connecting, and sharing. We have a tradition of taking turns speaking about what we are grateful for, or even just speaking about our lives. Exchanges of love and hugs are shared, and the topic does not matter. Sharing is the theme. My son’s LGBTQ and straight friends gathering at my home after school, on weekends, and on holidays was the norm. I was truly blessed to have all those extra children to love, and I still keep in touch with most of them today, thankfully.
I’d like to invite you into my heart this season or for a lifetime if you wish. I am soooo very grateful for being able to connect with you at all!! To connect, to encourage, and to simply let you know you are the perfect you. Remember that always!
xoxo squishy hug xoxo