T marched in his first Pride parade and he did amazing!
I’m part of my work’s Pride staff group and it was wonderful to march with colleagues, family and friends for the first time since the pandemic.
It was important to march, because of increased attacks towards the 2SLGBTQ+ community.
It is horrifying to see the vitriol and hate in the US and Canadians are not naive enough to think that we’re immune to this.
T joining us was a last minute decision. I left the house in the early afternoon to join colleagues to prep our materials.
I felt very iffy about him joining us, because the parade can be overwhelming – with a crowd of over a million, loud music, hot weather, long walking. If T became disregulated, it’d be a nightmare.
On the other hand, I always wished for T to march and to not take for granted our liberties that are now under attack – and to explain to T that celebration and advocacy go hand in hand.
By mid afternoon, the hubby confirmed they were coming and I suggested he show T photos from previous marches and to explain what T would be doing, so he could be best prepared.
They arrived as our group entered the parade.
And you know what, this little guy did amazing.
He kept up with the group, waved his rainbow flag, gave out Mardi Gras beads and made it to the end of the nearly 3 km and 1.5 hour walk.
I chuckled when a group of parade spectators waved T down and wanted him to give them his mini rainbow flag. T gave them a high five instead and went on his merry way.
By the end of the parade, my colleagues and I had to do some cleanup and T became quite hangry.
So I apologized and ditched my peers so we could feed our tired and hungry child.
But it was minor blip in an otherwise perfect day.
When love leads the way, amazing things happen – and I will treasure this day forever.