"Mom, I fell in love with a girl!" .. "

My mother and I live in different cities, but it does not interfere with our warm friendship. Mom - the closest, dear, dear and beloved by my people. In addition, I have a very progressive mom, she was informed about all events in the world of fashion, music, film, literature, sports ... It was she who taught me to read good books, listening to good music, love art in all its manifestations, and even taught the game of soccer!

I was born and raised in a small provincial town and not even dream never to go to study in the northern capital. But my mother has decided, and I was sent to Peter. Here, as she thought, I'll get a good education, to cultivate a most necessary and excellent quality, can freely visit the various museums, exhibitions, concerts, performances.

I did not immediately able to experience this city. I withdrew into myself. She lived alone, went out of the house only to go to school. This went on for almost six months, until I met a girl. The girl, called her Oksana, knocked me out of his charisma! I realized with horror that fell in love with her ... I must say that in his provincial town I never heard nothing about any non-traditional orientation, I knew that people with this orientation, somewhere there are, but we have never seen such, and in general this was not even thinking. Oksana was just one of them. Active lesbian. I looked at her, a small, fragile and feminine, and could not understand how it gets power, charisma and self-sufficiency with tenderness, ease, and even some naivety in his eyes. It fascinated me, his movements, words, and, most importantly, its association with something secret, something I did not know, but very much wanted to know and feel.

With Oksana, we quickly began to live together. Hide this from my mother, I could not. Just once sent her a sms about with this text: "Mom, I fell in love with a girl. Do not be afraid, I did not become a lesbian. Just me with her well." Mom, of course, was in shock. She cried, vinyl myself that I was brought up properly, which dismissed in such a big and dangerous city one, asked to come back ... I reassured her, saying that this is not all that is just my hobby, what with men I was not alone, that they are all bastards, but that I would someday marry and her pile narozhayu grandchildren.

Enough for a long time she could not get used to my new outlook. I have already met with the new girl, when my mother seemed to be calmed down, resigned, and believe that this is just my game. Then there was a lot of girls with whom I communicated, met. And all I told my mother. She reacted calmly, courageously and wisely.

And when I've had my Lena, mother and does calm. She just saw our love and happy that I have it all came together and settled in this big dangerous city. Even when we quarrel with Lena, my mother often gets up on her side, advises me not to hurt her and cherish. Of course, my mother still hoped that I had "changed his mind", get married and narozhayu children. I also still can not with absolute certainty that devote their lives exclusively to women. Maybe someday I'll meet her Prince. We're girls are unpredictable!
But most importantly, whoever is beside me now, I always listen first to my mother, most of all love her and want her heart was calm and bright. After all, love comes and goes and dear mother is always with me.

Julia Butikov / / Pinx. Number 21, 2008
Published on Lesbi.Ru October 11, 2009

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