We had a complicated relationship while you were here. I didn’t think that I would be sitting here in my own apartment on what would’ve been your next birthday… writing you a letter on my website. Yet, here I am. We’ve had lots of plot twists over the course of our time together, haven’t we?
I’ve come out many times under the LGBTQ umbrella. That could not have been easy on you. There were a lot of things you didn’t understand. And just when you thought you had it down, I found new language I resonated with. I get it now. How could you keep up? You didn’t have the resources, whereas I did and do.
However, somehow you always knew to call me “Chris” and “Kiddo.” You probably knew more than you gave yourself credit for. Pretty sure I’ve never told you this, yet thank you for letting me play with the toys I gravitated toward and wear whatever the hell I wanted. And thank you for the times you stood up to grandma when she would challenge it. She was just scared, too.
Oddly enough, one of the biggest things I’m proud of is forgiving you. You were a young parent and you did the best you could. Most of all, that I could forgive you while you were still here and have that closure with you.
Thank you for coming to that scholarship ceremony. Thank you for being proud of me. And thank you for leaving me ways to connect with you and honor you, even though you are no longer here.
PS – Hope you like the video. It’s my birthday present to you.