Pride parade

What a wonderful family experience it was to participate in the pride festival parade on Sunday morning. It seemed our family presence was much appreciated. I know I grew in appreciation and understanding for the children who deal personally with these issues. They need us as much as we need them. I was brought to tears when I saw a young man in a golden speedo preparing for his place in the parade. How long will we suffer that our children must endure our ruthless public and political inquiry into their private and personal lives? I take way too much for granted.

A handful of our close friends were there. Families. Adding their voice and action. The majority of our friends and families were attending their church meetings. My favorite belief that i have heard and seen practiced here and there by insightful hearts, is that the sabbath was made for man, not man for the sabbath. On one snowy day a couple of years ago, we were all dismissed early from our sacrament and other meetings so that we could return home and shovel all the neighborhood walks. Not just our own, but others elderly or otherwise unable. Today, our family excused ourselves from our meetings on the same premise. There are saints in the parade who are unable to live happy and fulfilled lives without our acknowledgment and help. We felt privileged to share those moments of hope with them. We love you Johann and Elaine!!