Why is it called “Pride Month”? Why should LGBTQ folks be proud?

I’ve heard people ask this question before but never really gave it much thought myself. They’re proud to be who they are, is always what I’ve assumed.

But now I know.

My son is 11. I’ve known (well, strongly suspected) he was gay starting when he was around 2 years old. I’ve been waiting for him to come to the realization himself.

In the meantime, I wanted him to know that love is normal, whatever way it comes. And I wanted to do this subtlety. So over the years, I’ve been careful to avoid words like “wife” or “girlfriend” when talking about his future. I always kept it neutral (spouse, partner, someone you like). And I’ve let him watch “Schitt’s Creek” and “Say I Do” — shows that feature gay marriages. I didn’t want him to think there’s only one way to live/love, and I didn’t want him to repress who he is.

A couple of weeks ago, my sweet little man told me he’s gay. What did I feel? Surprisingly, PROUD. I was proud of him for admitting to himself who he is. I was proud of him for admitting it to his friends and to me. I was proud of him for accepting himself, for being comfortable in his own skin — exactly the way he is.

So this year, I FEEL why it’s called Pride Month. I’m a proud mama bear, and will be so long as I live.

PS – Here’s a pic of him excited to be in a mermaid dress. He’s about 4 years old.