Growing up, we always had a big family lunch for Easter. As I have gotten older and older, its become far less common for those of us (ie me) who don't live in small town Georgia. I miss those family times occasionally- I wish my family would come to terms that I am gay, and that God is ok with it and that I am still their son. But they have put the wall- I didnt ask to be gay.

Sigh...holidays always stir up weird emotions for me nonetheless.