“I’m Sorry To Disappoint You, Mom.” « I'm From Driftwood

“I’m Sorry To Disappoint You, Mom.”

i'm from omaha, ne. by mary

Thursday November 1, 2012

This week on I’m From Driftwood, we’re sharing stories we collected from a PFLAG (Parents, Family and Friends of Lesbians And Gays) group in Omaha, Nebraska.

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Mary, like most moms, was wondering where her son was going at night and what he was up to. After inquiring, she got her answer.

I said, “Brian, I know you go down to these bars, and…where are you going with your life?” He said, “You have a right to wonder what’s going on.” And he never said that night that he was gay, he said, “I’m so sorry to disappoint you, Mom.” And that just is forever seared in my mind.

After struggling with her son’s sexuality at first, Mary educated herself about the LGBTQ community. Her focus soon was on her son and her son’s partner, their relationship, and then gloats about her son’s marriage and wedding.

I am so grateful that Brian is now part of this other family that is so open and accepting and they have a blast.

Continue Reading to watch Mary’s story.

Tags: acceptance, Ally, coming out, Nebraska, Omaha, PFLAG
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2 Comments

Sandi on Nov 2, 2012 at 5:06 am

Hopefully, your son and his love will be able to be married soon. My ballot went in marked YES on R-74.
Mary on Nov 29, 2012 at 8:37 pm

Hi Sandi,
I just noticed your comment and thought I would respond. Thank you so much for your support of R-74……because of you and countless others who supported the measure it did indeed pass:) My son Brian and his husband Andy can now get officially married and are planning on doing so in the near future.

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