Blog Entry: My Best Friend

My Best Friend Okay,
I know you all are thinking "That's kinda creepy. She made a blog about her best friend." I have a reason though. It isn't to just sit here and gush about how awesome of a friend he is. It is to tell a story about something that happened with me this past weekend and I wanted to share it with you all. But the story is about him and my family's acceptance of him.
My best friend is gay. He is like a brother to me. This past weekend I went to go see my aunt and uncle who I really don't get to see very often. They have two kids, ages 2 and 4. When my mom and I got to their house the kids were still at day care.
I left with my aunt to go pick them up which gave me some quality time to talk to her on the way there.
During that 10 minutes or so I told her about my best friend. And just like every other woman that I have showed the picture to of my best friend and I in our matching, black t-shirts that have bright yellow "Sheriff" printed across the front and back, she said he was cute, and asked if there was anything going on between us.
By this point we had made it to the day care and picked up the kids so I had to try not to say the word "gay" so the kids would not question the meaning of the word. But I explained to her how there was no possibility there and that even if there was a possibility, I would not date him because he is too much like a brother to me. She knew what I meant.
Later on he was brought up again, and she was asking how open he is about it. And I told her that she could walk up to him and ask him if he was gay and he would tell her yes. (Just so you all know they have not met.)
She then brought up how his parents handled it when he told them. I explained that to her. (Im not going into details on that one. That is his story to tell not mine)
And she was talking about how she would react if her son came to her and said he was gay. She said she would tell him that she still loved him but she would need some time to process it. That hurt. Because my mom was just sitting there shaking her head in disgust. Which made my heart shatter. It just showed me that I probably shouldnt come out to her. I think she is fine with the gay community as long as neither of her kids are a part of it.
I cant imagine her reaction when I do have to finally come out to her. I am probably going to wait until I am out and living on my own so the worst she can do is quit talking to me.