I had an interesting and wonderful conversation with my mom yesterday when we went to pick up my nephew and the new NIC card for my computer. Just out of the blue she started talking about a lady in her church that has a daughter that is lesbian, but will not accept it. Every sunday this woman asks for prayers so that 'God will change her daughter back'. *you can roll your eyes at that, it's required*
Anyway, mom went on to say that she's talked to this woman and tried to get her to basically chill. To love her daughter for who she is, or lose her forever. Because of the way this lady is, the girl has moved away and refuses to speak to her.
Also there is another couple there, they have a daughter that is very masculine acting, and they are in denial that she is gay and that her roommate is nothing more than that.
She told me that she'd mentioned all of this to one of my aunts that live up in Arkansas. The aunt laughed and said at least I had the guts to be who I really want to be and not give a fuck what anyone says.
We started walking into Best Buy and mom looked at me and said 'I don't like it, but you're my daughter and I love you, so I accept it as being who you are. All I want is for you to be happy.'
Right in the middle of the parking lot, I put my arm over her shoulder and gave her a kiss on the cheek and told her I loved her.
My mom is a bit different than others at time. I tell her everything. Sometimes too damn much, but hell. If I can't tell her, who can I tell this stuff to? She knows when I feel like I'm completely losing my mind I will go to her, and the same with her. When things get too rough, I throw her the car keys and tell her to get the hell out of the house.
I lucked out in the mom department.