Today we arrived at Pride Cymru’s Parade and we were full of so much excitement for the day ahead. You see, we’ve never taken the kids to Pride, in fact I’ve never been to Pride Cymru before because of said kids. So it was like a new awakening, a new breath of life as we descended upon the Pride Party with our clan.
For me Pride has always been HUGE. When I lived in Birmingham I used to attend regularly, the feeling of community and diversity was incredibly beautiful and inspiring… And then life happened.
University, marriage, kids. All the standard things without a mortgage. I’m guessing most people think we don’t belong at Pride, a boring heterosexual couple with kids and all that. But they’re wrong. For oh so many reasons…
Pride isn’t about being a certain type of person. It’s about being YOU. Whatever your sexuality, gender, dress sense, you’re welcome… Being you is all that counts.
And that what I want my kids to learn.
You see, I still remember being young (shock, horror!) and how confusing it was. I remember feelings, so many feelings, and nowhere to share them… until… until one night my friend took me to a bar in Birmingham. The folk there were wonderful, silly, happy, kind and hilarious. There were men in dresses, dancing beauties and women kissing women, and I remember feeling oh so loved…
You see, I kissed a girl (and I liked it!) and I don’t want my kids to ever feel the overwhelming feeling of judgement I remember experiencing.
Don’t get me wrong, it didn’t stop me from living my life in any way at all, those of you that know me know I’d have married Warren if he’d been a woman, because I LOVE him. I didn’t fall in love with his male-ness, I fell in love with him. I fell in love with his lips, his tenderness, his terrible taste in music. But I didn’t fall in love with him because he’s a man.
I just don’t see love working that way…
Love is so much more. Today made me realise how much I’ve missed the deep sense of community and pride within, the unity and diversity celebrated all at once amongst people who believe in acceptance and individuality.
And that’s why I want our children to be involved in Pride and any events that celebrate being themselves, inside and out. Because if we are to change the world and make it a better and more beautiful place, then we need to start with our children.
When George was younger and in school, he was bullied for wearing a cardigan. When I approached the teacher, she said to me, ‘Well, if he didn’t flaunt it perhaps there wouldn’t be an issue…’
No WORDS. NONE.
I love that George loved his cardigan. I loved his pride. But it was worn away and taken from him, and it’s my job to build him back up again. I never again want George (or Molly) to feel ostracised or bullied because of their life choices…
As parents I feel we need to show them the colourful side of life, we need to applaud the beauty within the people of the world and we need to celebrate the diversity and uniqueness of the human race.
I want George and Molly to ask questions, learn and not only accept people from all backgrounds and communities, but also celebrate and show the world their own individuality, with pride and passion. I have no idea what or who they will become, but I will stand by them every step of the way no matter what.
Pride Cymru offers the chance to explore the world in a different light, it gives families the chance to show their children the sweet diversity of life without fear or prejudice.
Plus, there’s music, laughter and a huge sense of community, and I’ll never deny my children that. Never.
We had a glorious day, with dancing and meeting new people. There was food and drink on offer and there was just this overriding sense of unity. Between you and me, I’m already planning next year…
You can still head on over tonight and tomorrow to catch the celebrations, so do it! Don’t deny yourself the chance to be YOU.