Monday, March 18, 2013
I guess I'm the neighborhood hippie
Recently we attended a neighborhood party and I was chatting with a long-time neighbor. While discussing general stuff and kids, and grandchildren, etc. she made a comment, in response to my daughter's lesbianism, that our family had always been rather eclectic and avant garde. This was not said in a bad way but was rather her way of understanding how I am so matter of fact about what my children do and have done. Then I came home and read an article about grandparents not accepting their gay grandchild. I realized how lucky I am that for my family, including grandparents and if still alive, great-grandparents, we never flinched at the choices our children have made. And it does make for an interesting family tree.