Different

Life is hard for my kids. I have two of them, a boy and a girl. One seven and the other five. My innocent little kids are harassed at school, not even by the kids but the teachers. "You know it's not right Peter." Peter's overly religious school teacher implied. Peter always felt so wrong because he was different. He loves me and his father but, it's quite hard in him. Meanwhile, no one know that my daughter Lilly has an unusual home, after all she's only in kindergarten. It's a true pity that I am ashamed of getting out of my public safety blanket that is my car when picking up my kids. Everyone looks at my husband and I. Don't get me wrong I love Jonathan but, the hatred that is forced on my confused kids is all on me, their gay father.