Saturday, April 27, 2013
From as long as I remember, I have always thought that I would have kids some day. I guess we all have our reasons to want to have kids. Most good, some bad, some unhealthy.
When I imagine myself having kids, what I see is this. I see me looking for them, caring for them, loving them. I see me helping them explore the world they live in, explore who they are, what they like. I see them becoming adults and taking their place in this world. I see me being a rock for them. A constant positive force.
But what brings me to tears everytime I think about having children, is the pride I would have in them becoming adults, world citizens and standing up for what they believe in.
I recently had the same pride feeling. One of my friends from the chat room recently made huge steps in his coming out process. He actually went from having it hidden to everyone and swearing he would stay in the closet forever to being openly gay to everyone in a matter of weeks. And on top of that, he started an anti-bullying campagne at his school. There is no word for me to describe how proud of him I am. I certainly didn't have such a great impact in his decisions to do all this, but I am so proud whatsoever because I care a lot for him.
He is becoming what I want my kids to become.
I'm so proud of him. (*sweeping tears*)