Friday, July 13, 2007

Gay Couple Show How to Live

I don't often read "Dear Abby," but today's title caught my eye. "Abby" did a great service today by printing and responding to this letter about an elderly mother being cared for by her gay son and his partner. What love, forgiveness, and generosity this couple has shown to this woman. I hope everyone in the USA reads "Dear Abby" today.

MOTHER LEARNS LATE IN LIFE TO ACCEPT GAY SON AS HE IS

DEAR ABBY: My husband and I raised our two sons and two daughters. One son and both daughters married well. Our other son, "Neil," is gay. He and his partner, "Ron," have been together 15 years, but Neil's father and I never wanted to know Ron because we disapproved of their lifestyle.

When I was 74, my husband died, leaving me in ill health and nearly penniless. No longer able to live alone, I asked my married son and two daughters if I could "visit" each of them for four months a year. (I didn't want to burden any one family, and thought living out of a suitcase would be best for everyone.) All three turned me down. Feeling unwanted, I wanted to die.

When Neil and Ron heard what had happened, they invited me to move across country and live with them. They welcomed me into their home, and even removed a wall between two rooms so I'd have a bedroom with a private bath and sitting room -- although we spend most of our time together.

They also include me in many of their plans. Since I moved in with them, I have traveled more than I have my whole life and seen places I only read about in books. They never mention the fact that they are supporting me, or that I ignored them in the past.

When old friends ask how it feels living with my gay son, I tell them I hope they're lucky enough to have one who will take them in one day. Please continue urging your readers to accept their children as they are. My only regret is that I wasted 15 years. -- GRATEFUL MOM


DEAR GRATEFUL MOM: You are indeed fortunate to have such a loving, generous and forgiving son. Sexual orientation is not a measure of anyone's humanity or worth. Thank you for pointing out how important it is that people respect each other for who they are, not for what we would like them to be.

You could have learned that lesson long ago, had you and your husband contacted Parents and Friends of Lesbians and Gays (PFLAG) when you first learned that Neil was gay. Among other things, the organization offers support groups and education for parents who need to learn more about gender issues. (The address is 1726 M St. N.W., Suite 400, Washington, D.C. 20036.)

12 comments:

June Butler said...

Jan, what a beautiful story. I'm pleased that Abby published it, too.

Diane M. Roth said...

wow, thanks for posting this. I think Abby keeps working on changing people's minds.

Jan said...

I'm glad you both agree with me, Diane and Grandmere Mimi.

Diane M. Roth said...

and I'm glad you visit my blog, Jan. I'm not sure the vacation is so interesting, but it's been good discipline for me to write/share it.

Terri said...

Jan, what a lovely post...the world is slowly changing, and there's hope for us...

RevDrKate said...

Thanks for sharing that.

Suzy said...

Lovely.
The note of rebuke at the end was a little unnecessary ... but I'm glad she got in a plug for PFLAG.

Ruby said...

I love this letter.
P.S. Where do you think the two daughters learned it was OK to cut off a family member???

Gannet Girl said...

I commented on this at the end of your previous post. The two make an excellent pairing.

zorra said...

This touched me too. I'm glad you commented on it.

Cecilia said...

Jan, this brought me nearly to tears. Thank you for sharing it.

Pax, C.

Anonymous said...

That put a shiver up my spine. It is such a shame that parents ever disown their children, and for something biological like being gay?

Thanks for posting this. I agree that the note of rebuke was unnecessary. I'd say the mom deserved praise, even if she was a late learner. Her kid and his partner deserve further praise. Our elderly must be honored, regardless of past ill will.