First of all, and not that it matters, but NO, I’m not gay. I do, however, know, support, and dearly love many who are. Second of all, dare I say how ironic the powerful words I made into the image above are after having heard them spoken by one of “The Real Housewives“? Why is it that, you ask? Well, my rather non-dramatical, polar opposite of me “Mona Lisa” daughter has always laughed, if not shuddered at the fact that I even watch those shows in the first place:

Really, mother? You’re watching the NOT so real housewives AGAIN?

Meanwhile, tonight I caught this little gem between Heather “Fancy Pants” Dubrow and her daughter that reduced me to tears:

If only you knew how many times I’ve had broken children literally sobbing in my arms because their parents just can’t fuckin’ deal. It’s gross, heartbreaking, and unacceptable. Not on my watch, Jesus. NOPE!

Wait! Did I just say “fuckin'” and Jesus in the same paragraph? Why, yes. Yes, I did. Have I told you that I’m still a work in process?

Meanwhile, I’ve digressed, but sufficed to say that this momma don’t play the hate game like that, nor will she ever turn her back on a child who needs to hear these words:

I hear you.

I see you!

I accept you!

I LOVE YOU!

You’re SAFE here!

Did you know that the CDC says that SUICIDE is the second leading cause of death among young people, with LGBTQ youth being FOUR times more likely to seriously consider, plan, attempt, or succeed at suicide than their peers? No. JUST NO!

My heart literally aches every night as I close my eyes knowing there are kids in this world who cry themselves to sleep because their parents are the ones driving the biggest knives through their hearts of all.

🏳️‍🌈 We all bleed red.

🏳️‍🌈 We all poop brown.

🏳️‍🌈 We all breathe air.

🏳️‍🌈 We all deserve TO LOVE and BE LOVED in ANY color!

To all you asshole parents moms who would refuse your own flesh and blood because their “color” isn’t quite working out for you, I’m kinda thinking that Hell, fire, and damnation are best left up to The Pro. I’m Jean-Claude Van DAMN sorry I’m NOT SORRY to say that I think some of you are gonna be surprised to see how it’s all gonna play out in the end. But that’s a different Diary entry for another day.

Love them as they are or they’ll end up at my house where they’re free to be, speak, feel, and express themselves without judgment, so long as they’re not hurting themselves or anyone else. I’ll be the one who gets to enjoy the miracles of their moments, not you. As parents and just human beings in general, our job isn’t to judge, it’s to love them. Love will always win, and parents who love with conditions will always lose!

If you don’t like me now, or if you’re a racist, bigot, or homophobe, get the eff out of my Diary ’cause I PROMISE I’m not the Cat for you. In case you haven’t noticed yet, I’m not here to win a popularity contest … I’m here to keep it REAL! After you’ve hit that unfollow button, please do let the proverbial rainbow on the door of my otherwise Earth-toned home hit you in the ever-lovin’ ass. Finally, if you are a child whose parents don’t accept you exactly as you are, you really can come to my house, too!

LOVE WINS

A stray bullet and a momma cries – her baby won’t be coming home tonight. Sirens screaming down the avenue – just another story on the evening news, oh. Whoa! Politics and prejudice. How the hell it’d ever come to this? When everybody’s gotta pick a side? It don’t matter if you’re wrong or right, no. And so it goes, but I hold onto hope, and I won’t let go ’cause I believe you and me are sisters and brothers. And I, I believe we’re made to be here for each other. And we’ll never fall if we walk hand in hand. Put a world that seems broken together again. Yeah, I believe in the end love wins. Sometimes it takes a lot of faith to keep believing there will come a day when the tears and the sadness … the pain and the hate … the struggle … this madness … will all fade away, yeah. I, I believe you and me are sisters and brothers. And I, I believe we’re made to be here for each other. And we’ll never fall if we walk hand in hand. Put a world that seems broken together again. Yeah, I believe in the end love wins. Love is power. Love is a smile. Love reaches out. Love is the remedy. Love is the answer. Love’s an open door. Love is the only thing worth fighting for, yeah. {Carrie Underwood}