that I must give up the dream of the gay son.
My son likes girls; and that is just the way it is.
So for me, there will be no Sunday morning phone calls inviting me to brunch and an afternoon spent antiquing. Nor will there be any helpful shopping trips, or trips to the tony beuaty salon of a friend.
No, not for me.
Because my son likes the ladies.
But that's okay because he's my son and I love him anyway.