Originally Posted by da duck

I have a son that people sometimes stare at...he's different. He knows that he is different. He wishes that he weren't. BUT....someone said something to him this summer...
someone that he loves and admires...who has TS and a couple of cats...who has a wonderful wife and a bright, shining, loving sprit...
someone who said something that has helped my son understand himself better. Something that made him feel more "normal" about not being normal.
someone who does not know that, because of what he said, has changed the whole person that my son is...
he draws now.
he writes.
he shows off his work.
he says that he is the best that HE can be...and that the people who count love him the most.
he says a lot of things, BUT
he won't say what that wonderful friend said to him....
and I don't want to know what it was...I only want my friend to know what he has been for my son. A true friend. An inspiration and a soft place to fall.
One stupid old woman is no comparison to any of that.

PS....blue footed boobies!!!!! I love the name, I love the bird...I love the picture