My daddy gay

My father is a Frenchman who moved to the Netherlands 24 years ago to raise a family with my mother. Being a curious person with a love of culture, he was soon talking and acting like a Dutch guy — raising my brother and me in the Dutch language. Once a week, my dad would call his father and siblings in France. He spoke in French so he could talk freely with them about anything he wanted without us understanding what was going on.

The first time my dad tried to tell me he was gay, it didn't go well. He had come to visit me at college and as I exited the airport and pulled onto the freeway, he started delivering a vague and aimless speech about religion, sexuality and nature vs. What I gleaned from his ramblings were that he believed that human sexuality was a continuum and that if he hadn't been born and raised in a religious faith that shunned homosexuality, he might have gravitated more towards that side of the spectrum. We spent the rest of the day hanging out and talking about average, mundane things.

My father was gay. He was born in In my 20s, he started telling me stories about his early life. He had dreams that most would not believe he dared to dream.

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