I’m a couple of days late with this week’s gratitude blog, but what a week it has been. This week was Gay Pride week here in The Magic City. I don’t consider myself an activist, and am really not one of those people who is “in your face” about my sexuality. That being said, I don’t generally go to great lengths to hide my sexuality, either. The truth of the matter is that I am gay. I’ve known that I am gay since at least the second grade.
So, this week, I am grateful for those trailblazers from the past who have paved the way so that I may have freedom to celebrate openly who I am. I am grateful for the choral society which has opened up doors and avenues I would have never experienced otherwise.
I’m grateful for peaceful moments and moments of introspection, reflection and the journey toward peace and finding the answers I so desperately need. I’m grateful for people who love me and support me.
Here’s my confession: There have been lots of happy celebratory moments this week. I’m grateful for who I am. I don’t see myself as an activist. I’m just one man who attempts to celebrate the gifts of God in my life. Pride is about more than a simple rainbow flag, a parade or any number of things that make up the “community”. One day, I believe, and I am almost certain that in my lifetime, we will all be free. This has been an amazing week of pride. It’s nice to be able to let our “true colors” shine through!
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