While at the National Equality March, I met Scott and Hope and their son Tyler. They were there marching together for equality for all gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender people. I asked them to share their story.

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My husband and I just returned from a wonderful 2 week vacation in Alaska, ending with a full day in Vancouver. We arrived in the later afternoon on a tour bus from Victoria with others, all of us needing to be dropped off at different hotels. We were the last to be dropped off, so we got a mini tour of the city.  We live near San Francisco, a beautiful city surrounded by water and we both loved Vancouver. We talked about how livable it was and even fantasized about the possibility of moving ...

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At this time in gay rights history, it's important to preserve your photos and stories. Leave a legacy!

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My grandchildren arrived last night and they only come to visit once a year.  They live in Florida and I in California.  I usually visit them 2 or 3 times a year.  My time with them is precious and I want to remember it.  I take pictures.  But I don’t just take pictures; I put them in albums and tell the stories of what we are doing, why they are important to me, how I feel about them.  I want them to remember as well.

I’ve always taken a lot of pictures – I guess you could say I’m t...

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I'm straight.  One of my sons is straight; one son is gay.  Did any of us choose to be that way?  Were we born that way?

In the discussions on gay marriage on someone’s blog, I stated, "As the mother of a gay son, you cannot tell me when he is denied the very same rights my straight son has, that is not about equality and civil rights."

I received the following comment: 

"Neither of your sons are denied any rights. You have one son who chooses not to marry the opposite gender and thus he is ...

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I’m a mother. I have two sons. Does a mother love her children equally? When my first son was born, I was only 20 years old – way too young to be a mother and too young to know it! 40 years later I can still remember the wonder of the new life that was being created inside my womb, the thrill of feeling him kick for the first time. That love is pretty special.

Twenty two months later my second son was born. Could I really love another child as much? Did I have that much love to give? Love ...
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