A Note to My Kid--a project of PFLAG National--gives the parents, families friends, and allies of the LGBTQ community the opportunity to share their unconditional love, via notes, photos, and videos.
PFLAG National is grateful to have adopted A Note To My Kid from its founders, Patrick Wallace, Mike Curry, and Michael Volpatt.
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
PFLAG has your back! And enough is enough.
Attacks on the most vulnerable among us are becoming a part of everyday political business. In the process, a clear and devastating message – especially to children and their families: Because you are transgender, you should (and will) be treated differently.
This systemic elimination of protections and creation of legislation designed to discriminate is historic. Unfortunately, it is on the wrong side of history. And we’re not going to allow it to happen without a fight.
This is our commitment: The families and allies of people who are transgender will not be silent. The greater the opposition to fairness and dignity, the taller we will stand, the more present we will be to bear witness against it, and the stronger our messages and actions will be. The harder some work to eliminate fairness, the more friends and neighbors we will mobilize to action in response.
The American ideal is about equality, opportunity, and fairness. And as long as legislators and leaders refuse to behave in accordance with these values, PFLAG will be there, holding them accountable and responsible.
Click through now to add your name--and a personal message if you choose--and stand with us!
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
We are excited to share more notes with you in the coming year, but to do that we need to hear from YOU. Send your letters, photos, and videos to email@example.com; help us share support with all of our LGBTQ friends and loved ones.
We look forward to hearing from you in the coming year!
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Yes you, you in there, the one who keeps kicking me, and whose hiccups I'm feeling all the time (are you drinking in there??), and whose sonogram started out looking a bit like a kidney bean and now looks like, well, nearly a baby: how are you?
I'm ready for you. I didn't think I would be - I'm doing this on my own, and I was afraid and worried and overwhelmed, and now I'm just ready for you.
I wasn't always sure I'd get to have you. After all, it wasn't so long ago that gay people were being told they couldn't be married, couldn't have kids, couldn't be accepted and loved.
But here we are, kid, you and me, and I'm doing this, we're doing this, and I'm ready for you.
I sure hope you're ready for me. It's not going to be easy, I'm sure, having a gay mom, but I promise to love you and respect you and care for you (and hug the SQUISH out of you for as long as you'll let me), and to protect you as best as I can from everything, including anyone who tells you that your mom shouldn't be your mom because she's gay.
I wish we had already evolved more as a species so I could be more sure you wouldn't hear comments like that, but I want us both to be prepared. And I am.
Like I said - I'm ready for you.
Boy, I sure hope you're ready for me!
I love you already,