(Bridal Veil Falls, Yukon 2009 Courtesy Maxime)
Couple years ago my son was walking, late at night, in the streets of Ottawa with his friend. A man, in a car, rolled down his window and yelled ''F.... fagets''. Let me tell you that the party was over for my son that night. Did he deserved to be treated like that? I don't think so. My son is gay but he is an human being and that night he was treated worse that a dog. Some people treat dogs better than gays.
What makes my son different from any other kids? Nothing. He loves sports, he was on a provincial trampoline team, he plays volleyball, he loves music, going to plays, going out with friends and having a good time like any other kids.
As a mother do I see my son different when he is with another boy? No, all I see is a sparkling in his eyes and that he is happy. He is full of life and he does not stop dreaming about travelling the world, studying aboard, enjoying every minute that he lives on this earth. In his circle of friends they all love him. This week he is visiting a close friend in Oxford and London and this friend, also gay, has a nice blog: inD-K where he shares his passion for music, arts and science.