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and, what with all the gay kids hurting themselves, I have been thinking.
HOW THE HELL COULD I NOT LOVE THEM???
I absolutely adore my kids, I can hardly keep my hands off them, I guess to prove to myself, that yes, they are real, and mine.
I cannot, for the life of me, figure out people who say they can't, or won't love their children, it is just unimaginable to me.
I fell in love with them, and I cannot ever see myself falling out of love with them. My life revolves around them, and I cannot imagine them not being in my life.
A couple of observations:
When I didn't have kids, I couldn't imagine having them. Now they are here, I cannot imagine NOT having them.
When the boys were born, I loved them, in an abstract 'Dad' sorta way. Then they looked at me and developed their own personalities, and I FELL in love with them.
So, Gay? straight? Bi? who cares? they are mine and I will love them until I die.
Dang it, now I'm crying. For the others that felt no love that they stopped living. My boys won't. EVER.
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