Here’s a post in response to LGBT Families Day… Thanks, Mombian, for setting up this wonderful day of posting!
I’m not a mom, a parent, or even an aunt or an uncle. I’m not a wife, fiancée, partner, or girlfriend. Simply put, I am a single lesbian woman taking life one day at a time and embracing my status as single.
Yet, I consider myself to be one of the luckiest, most family oriented people I know.
I’ve always joked and said that my family is like the Tanners. We hug things out, have long talks, and have a sickening amount of love and care for each other. Sure, we’re not perfect, but no family ever is. As my one ex once said, “Your family has more love for each other than I’ve seen in my lifetime. I want that one day.” I agree– I am completely blessed and lucky to have such a loving, caring, and even (at times) overbearing family. My mom’s extended family is extremely close, and I am incredibly lucky to have such a large support system. My parents have raised me and my two siblings to be polite, caring, good individuals. I hope to one day do as phenomenal of a job raising my future family as my parents have done raising me. They have instilled such remarkable values in my life, and I am so eternally grateful for it.
You see, I am a lesbian. In recent years, politicians and religious leaders have questioned whether or not gay parents can do a wonderful job raising a family. I’m not going to go into a longggg rant about single parents, cases of child abuse or neglect, or anything else. Instead, I’ll say one thing: if gay parents have been raised to be loving, caring, polite, good adults, why wouldn’t you want them to be able to raise kids with these same values? In working in the education field, I have seen firsthand how rude, privileged, and downright spoiled rotten children have become. Personally, I would rather see a child raised by two moms or dads with manners, a good heart, and good values than a rotten, spoiled brat. Regardless of gender, if parents instill the importance of manners, love, and happiness in a child, then the parents have done their job. One day, I hope to raise my own children to be kind, good individuals with caring hearts and manners. If I can do this, it shouldn’t matter who my children’s other parent is.
For drawing her with a fake Paint program, my faux offspring looks pretty good.