Remembering to be Human

I stayed up way too late last night writing. Now that I've caffeinated myself and processed a good deal of information I decided it would be best to blog early.

I suspect this blog post will be rather long with many, many links. So, get comfy.

Today is Transgender Day of Remembrance. Click the image above to visit and find events happening around the world today.

I am a tolerant person, but where my tolerance flies out the window and rains a storm of angry is when I witness intolerance. Over the course of my short life I've raised three kids (one gay, another gender-nonconforming, and one I refer to as metro). I've travelled a lot, lived and loved in many places. I've had the opportunity to meet people from all walks of life. I have always maintained an open door policy in my home with my kids, my friends, and my kid's friends. On more than one occasion I have become a surrogate parent, temporary guardian, or offered shelter for a friend in need.

I have Trans friends and friends who have questioned their identity. I am awed and humbled by their fortitude. It's difficult enough, thanks to society, to deal with the LGB part of the rainbow. Toss the TQ in there-- well society is even less tolerant. Even within the LGBTQ community there is intolerance.

I don't have any words of wisdom to impart. I am just along for the journey and hopefully to help anyone else along that I can. As a human being I am appalled that other human beings treat one another with less than human respect. Really appalled. And that is not to say I don't have my moments, I am human after all. We are a fallible species.

I am a grassroots girl, so I feel it equally important to get up out of the chair, away from the computer, and do something proactive. Go find a NOH8 event near you and have your picture taken and share it with the world (or take your own and send it in). Locate a local PFLAG chapter and see what you can do to get involved or offer support. Help save lives by getting involved in The Trevor Project. Offer an ear and your heart to a friend or acquaintance, one small expression of acceptance can save a life.

There is a report over at by Margot Adler today: Young, Gay, and Homeless: Fighting for Resources. Over at The Huffington Post is a post about 20 Transgender Pioneers. The other day a moving video about bullying was circulating the interwebs. It's uncomfortable to watch, but the message is clear: "Don't be a loser"


Losers from Everynone on Vimeo.



And on a final note head over to my favorite parenting blog Raising My Rainbow. I'll just quote what my fellow blogger has to say about LBGTQ kids:

No, I would not, if possible, use science to change my homosexual child into a heterosexual.  The thought that some people would consider doing so scares me, mostly for their child’s sake should s/he be a part of the LGBTQ community.  Pack the kid’s bags and send them to my house.

I absoulutely abhor the idea that children/teens are tossed out of their homes or forced into 'pray away the gay' and other mind washing programs. So, yeah-- pack the kid's bags and send them to my house.