My dad called to talk about some stuff from Grandma, and wanted to know if I wanted it. Coffee mugs, china plates, stuff like that. I said no. I'd break if I had it anyway. Than the topic of my brothers came up. My older brother Neil thinks that after my parents pass on he'll be left alone to go through their stuff since I live in SD and my oldest brother lives in St. Charles. I told Dad that if Neil stays the way he is where he doesn't seem interested in talking when I call or call me more than just to say Happy Birthday because Mom reminded him I think he might be right becasue he clearly shows no interest in having me as a part of his life. With Craig I flat refuse to speak to him unless we are both in KC to see Mom and Dad at the same time.

Craig is a psychologist and a member of the Knights of Columbus and believes that homosexuality is wrong and a choice. Like I've always stated it's sad when the APA has since 1972, the year after my brother was born, stated that homosexuality is not a choice that he contiunes to think this way. Also he will not tell his kids that I'm gay, which got on my nerves at grandma's funeral because my nephew Blake came up to say something to my mom when I was telling my cousins Kelly and Mo about what I do out here and my mom said to stop talking because my Blake was around which caused a brief arguement with her and I. Dad said the latest excuse from him is he is afaird for his kids. Afaird of what? My soapbox came out and I went on about how my life, my rights, and the lives of my friends were altered and declared invaild because of stuff like that and I will not speak to him until he changes his mind. I can't believe he said he's afaird for his kids.

That sux that there are some family members who can't seem to accept you for who you are.