These last weeks, some celebrities came out, we heard about confirmations of relationships, very good news by-here by-there, except in Africa. As a whole, we spent good weeks, so good that we almost forget that abominable tragedies can occur.
At 7:30 AM, last Friday, the lifeless bodies of a couple of lesbian moms from Houston were found near a convenience store’s dumpster in Port Bolivar in the north of Galveston in south Texas.
The son of a lesbian couple of Myrtle Beach in South Carolina found himself refused a social security to pay his medicines because his moms are lesbian.
A new bill which would allow gay and lesbian couples to be able to adopt without being inevitably married will be launched in Utah.
Amy and Tina Weber came in front of their mayor during a city council to tell her that they are a gay family.
Lesbian divorces are not always equal to straight ones especially concerning the parental rights. A lesbian in Ohio lost the battle and was not considered as the second mother of the biological girl of her ex-partner and of course, as always, nobody thought about the child.
Raising kids is hard enough. Mix in with that same sex parents fighting against society’s standards of the family unit, videos on crack that are slowly replacing Sesame Street and schools trying so hard to be politically correct about everything that they are failing to teach our kids anything; and you have complete and utter chaos. Everyone has an opinion on the best child rearing methods but unfortunately every kid is not the same and what works for some may not very well work for most.
A Story of a young family in South Africa.
In May of 2007 I entered into the beginning of a lengthy legal battle with Chancellor George Ellis that has yet to be resolved; a battle over my partner's right to live with me and my children.
Our story started in 1997 when I met my partner, Mary, while I was working at a bookstore. We started out as friends and have been a committed couple since 1998. We had our shares of ups and downs, as every couple does, and we managed to build a stable and loving relationship. We were both social workers, working mainly with at-risk youth, Mary a child counselor and crisis worker and I working with foster children and children in residential facilities, so neither one of us were strangers to handling tough problems and looking out for the best interest of children. Mary had known my children since my daughter was 2 and my son 4 years old and had a positive relationship with both.