Story #212

When I came out to my father, it was four months after my mother passed away. I had moved out of my wife’s home over a year before and he had heard rumors we were divorcing. I told him I had met a man and that I was gay; I was crying. His first question was “Are you sure?” The next thing he said was through tears: “You’re my son, I love you, and I always will.” When he died he had learned to love both my partner and the kids he had brought into our lives.