D-Place is where you will get my thoughts on things happening either in my life, around the world or just something that I want to get off of my chest. I hope you enjoy what you read and feel free to make a comment.
I watch a DVD today titled Twilight of the Golds. It was about a woman who found out that she was pregnant. Her husband, a doctor that does research on genes that can tell you all sorts of things about a child even at the early stages of pregnancy. When they found out she was pregnant they decided to do some test on the baby to see if there would be any abnormalities. Well in their mind there was one. It was determined that the child would be gay.
The movie centered around her decision on whether to have the baby or not. With plenty of input from her mother, father, husband and her gay brother. The movie was intersting to say the least.
I wonder what most parents would do if they could tell that their child was going to be gay if born? The whole notion of it is sad to me. On one hand I understand where their confusion came from. On the other hand it saddened me because them simply having to think aobut whether to have it or not said volumes in regards to how people see gay and lesbian people. Not that I didn't already know, but to think that someone would terminate a pregnancy based on that was sort of spooky.
I want to dedicate my post today to Fuzzy. I don't know him but I've read his blog a few times in the past and his latest post touched me and insprired me to write my own post. As you know I didn't think I would be writing anything this soon. Thank you Fuzzy.
A couple of days ago I received an email from one of my younger cousins. The subject in the email said Remember Grandmother. 3 years ago my grandmother passed away just before christmas. My cousin was feeling sad and missing her so she sent all of our relatives an email just to say that she missed our grandmother and what she remembered most about her. Well her email sparked everyone to respond with something that they remembered about my grandmother and what made her so special to us.
The interesing thing about all of the emails was that everything that everyone said in their emails was something that started with my grandmother but connected us to another releative. Many of us live in different states and cities so we're a little discoonnected. This email for me strangely made me feel as if we were all at my grandmother's house, like we used to be, sitting around her table and talking about what we remembered and what she meant to us.
For me that's what christmas should be about. Remembering family members that are now gone and renewing connections with your relatives.