![]() I find the idea of any of my children engaged in "adult pursuits" absolutely repugnant and I know full well that they extend me the same courtesy (or revulsion). As long as they are happy and safe from harm, the sexual orientation of my children is, frankly, none of my business. I can only conclude that the event was so insignificant that one, or all, of us has completely forgotten it. We are all agreed on where we lived at the time, but that's about it. My husband distinctly remembers her telling us in the kitchen. Now 19, she swears blind she told me in my bedroom – that her stepfather and I were sitting up in bed, with her on the other end, and that we listened intently and sympathetically to her well-rehearsed declaration. We were walking up the drive to our house when she began to chant: "I'm gay, I'm gay, I'm gay!" I'd had a long day at work, and my reaction was to chant back: "I don't care, I don't care, I don't care!" followed by a brief explanation that my other two children hadn't felt the need to shout: "I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight!" And then I went indoors to make the dinner. My daughter was 14 when she first told me she was a lesbian.
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