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I've been doing a lot of writing today. Here is one favourite story I'm leaving out of Mom's obituary and eulogy in order to protect the guilty (who would be easily recognized in my home town).
When Mom and Dad got their puppy Misty almost 25 years ago, a neighbour child came over to meet her. Over the years, the boy became like a grandson to Mom and Dad. He sought their advice, had lunch with them and called them when he had problems instead of calling his own parents. He's now in his early 30s and has continued to phone and text Mom.
Mom recognized he was gay before he did. His strict Christian family had taught him that homosexuality was a sin so it took awhile for him to be sure. When he finally came out, his parents disowned him. Mom and Dad stuck by him, accepted him for who he was and took up the slack, providing emotional and financial support to help him get on his feet. Just another reason I'm proud of them.