My grandfather passed away 3 days ago.
He will never have known that I am gay.
Not that that was the most important fact for him to remember of me, or of his life.
But grandfather died. Without ever knowing, without ever having to know, that I am gay.
That was a whole world of me that he could never know from cultural assumptions, scripts, or expectations.
I, the gay grandson. Lesser by omission.
No comments:
Post a Comment