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	<title>IDAHOTB &#187; Family Stories</title>
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		<title>When Love Rises &#8211; A Family Story in Uzbekistan</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 18 May 2017 11:19:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My name is Dilya and I am now 45 years old. My partner’s name is Naima. Our story began when I was 35, and Naima 38. I was married and once again trying to glue together with my husband splinters of former love and to conceive a child. Everything was just like in everyone else’s life, but I so sharply ...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My name is Dilya and I am now 45 years old. My partner’s name is Naima. Our story began when I was 35, and Naima 38. I was married and once again trying to glue together with my husband splinters of former love and to conceive a child. Everything was just like in everyone else’s life, but I so sharply felt the desire to be a woman who is loved, desired, who is cared for with tenderness. With Naima we met in a general company of girls, where she was with her partner. No signs of “trouble&#8221;. We met, laughed, made friends and I could not notice for a long time that Naima had special interest in me. But gradually our SMS became more frequent, the connection began to move to a new level. I realized that I was on the threshold of something that is not under my control and drags me into the country of &#8220;butterflies in the belly&#8221;))). Our date is considered May 24, 2007 and this is not our first meeting &#8230; We saw each other for the first time 2 years before this date .. We did not seek to flirt or have a banal fling&#8230; It happened on that day when I had a serious problem at work and in tears and snot I called the only person with whom I wanted to share my bitterness and only from her to hear the words of support. We met and kissed for the first time that evening, and the next day a luxurious bouquet was sent to work for me from an unknown person. It was from her and from that moment the point of no return came &#8230; We were drawn into a whirlwind consisting of love, tenderness, friendship and passion. It was the most difficult and happiest time . I was married, Naima was also in a relationship. And every day we realized that we can not refuse from each other and that there is a lot to be done to be together as a result. We were first condemned by many friends, we had to talk with those people who were in the relationship, the pain that we had to inflict on them such wounds, questions from parents, saying goodbye to ever conceiving a child&#8230; And each of these items were just hanging as a dumb-bell on us and, of course, sometimes it is scary to do what you think will later regret and perceive as a mistake of youth .. We all overcame this .. Naima is a wonderful person, a devoted friend and does not cease to treat me with the same tenderness and warmth as before .. We were accepted as a couple and are loved both by my my and her relatives .. We found new wonderful friends who understand and respect us .. In these ten years we have made successful careers and now plan to adopt a child. And I really hope that someday this kid will write his family history, starting with what an interesting family story his moms had!</p>
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		<title>Free to be Me &#8211; Finding a new Family at the workplace</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 May 2017 15:39:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<title>Standing the Test in Poland: Family Love Wins</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 May 2017 15:01:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Wiktor is gay!  and If you don&#8217;t want him, you won&#8217;t have me, either!&#8221; &#8211; I shouted at my husband as soon as he opened the door coming back from work on the day our older son, Wiktor, came out. My husband, man of few words,  didn&#8217;t say anything. That&#8217;s good &#8211; I thought, there&#8217;s hope he accepts it, just like ...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Wiktor is gay!  and If you don&#8217;t want him, you won&#8217;t have me, either!&#8221; &#8211; I shouted at my husband as soon as he opened the door coming back from work on the day our older son, Wiktor, came out.<br />
My husband, man of few words,  didn&#8217;t say anything.</p>
<p>That&#8217;s good &#8211; I thought, there&#8217;s hope he accepts it, just like I did, instantly, without second thoughts, without a shadow of a doubt. Only with remorse that I hadn&#8217;t supported him, that he had had to shoulder this burden all alone, surrounded with homophobia.  How could I let this happen? Forgive me, my darling son.</p>
<p>However, the real test of acceptance was to take place when Wiktor first introduced us to his partner Wania. The meeting between him and my husband had been nice, though slightly official, but what would happen now we were to say goodbye in public, at a bus station&#8230;?</p>
<p>I kissed them both with affection (luckily they like it).</p>
<p>Then it was my husband&#8217;s turn and&#8230;?<br />
I move aside, I trembled and observed.<br />
Then my husband hugged THEM BOTH IN THE SAME WAY &#8211; fondly, like a man, slightly stiffly, but heartily and now I know that nothing, nothing has changed!<br />
That we love our gay son very much, like never before, like a beloved one.</p>
<p>And we love each other, too!</p>
<p>Joanna, mother of gay man</p>
<p>PS.</p>
<p>A few years have passed and today there is a grandson in our extended family. I&#8217;m his &#8220;fourth grandmother&#8221; &#8211; babcia, babuszka, oma. Now I only have to wait for the rest of the family to get used to this thought, so that I can cuddle my grandson.</p>
<p>So I&#8217;m waiting and I&#8217;m ready!</p>
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		<title>A Family &#8220;Gang&#8221; from Ireland sends their Family Story for IDAHOT</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2017 15:26:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Myself and my husband Jaime were married in South Africa in 2010 and campaigned for marriage equality in Ireland, which happened in 2015. We have a large, ever-growing and ever diversifying family. We are scattered around the globe. Here we are with two very special members who live in Western Australia &#8211; our niece Sorcha and Jaime&#8217;s mother Kay. I ...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Myself and my husband Jaime were married in South Africa in 2010 and campaigned for marriage equality in Ireland, which happened in 2015. We have a large, ever-growing and ever diversifying family. We are scattered around the globe. Here we are with two very special members who live in Western Australia &#8211; our niece Sorcha and Jaime&#8217;s mother Kay. I call her MIL (mother-in-law) and she calls me SIL (son-in-law). We have a very special relationship &#8211; full of laughter and mania. We can stay up talking late into the night. There was never a question that our relationship would be celebrated by our family. To our nieces and nephews we have always been family &#8211; a bit embarrassing, but run-of-the-mill uncle embarrassing! If you add to this photo a few more parents, brothers and sisters, many more nieces and nephews and some very close friends and their families and you&#8217;d have something close to what family is for us. We are a gang that is always moving, transforming and looking out for each other.</p>
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		<title>Loving makes a Family in Nepal</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2017 11:49:03 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[People often say LGBTIQ don&#8217;t have family, they are wrong. When I knew myself as a child, I was already in a family, every one loved me and brought me up so delicately. I went to school, soon the teachers and fellow students became my family, which included people from different ethnic backgrounds. In college also I found myself in a ...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>People often say LGBTIQ don&#8217;t have family, they are wrong.</b></p>
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<div>When I knew myself as a child, I was already in a family, every one loved me and brought me up so delicately.</div>
<div>I went to school, soon the teachers and fellow students became my family, which included people from different ethnic backgrounds.</div>
<div>In college also I found myself in a family that came from different districts and geographic regions of Nepal.</div>
<div>While going abroad for higher education, my family expanded political boarders and I had a family of diverse nationalities.</div>
<div>After founding Blue Diamond Society in 2001, I became a part of a global family that transcends the boundaries of sexuality and gender. I found myself amidst beautiful, courageous LGBTIQ people, and activists of diverse sexual and gender identities.</div>
<div>Perusing my spiritual quest, again I find myself with a family that embrace the whole world as a family regardless of our physical characteristics, intellectual make up and emotional status.</div>
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<div>At the end of the day, you are part of a family as soon as there is love to give. It is your ability to love that makes you part of a family, whatever form this takes.</div>
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<div>Happy IDAHOT 2017!</div>
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<div>Sunil Babu Pant is the founder of Nepal&#8217;s first LGBT group Blue Diamond Society</div>
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		<title>Families Without Borders &#8211; A Story from Argentina</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2017 13:15:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When I came out of the closet my greatest fear was to grow up alone, to not have a family. That was actually the reality of many LGBT people in my hometown, a small city in southern Patagonia, Argentina. Although that made me feel worried about my future life I always dreamt of  having a family of my own. Years went by and my ...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I came out of the closet my greatest fear was to grow up alone, to not have a family. That was actually the reality of many LGBT people in my hometown, a small city in southern Patagonia, Argentina. Although that made me feel worried about my future life I always dreamt of  having a family of my own.</p>
<div>Years went by and my country finally approved equal marriage and other progressive laws like the gender identity bill, Argentina becoming the first country to do so in Latin America.</div>
<div>Time passed, and partners in my life too. I don&#8217;t know why but I knew deep in my heart that the one I would build a family with would be a foreigner. A trip to Prague and a mobile app was what it took to find my soul mate Jakub. After that trip everything changed and our lives turned into lots of phone calls, messages, hours of talks and more travels back and forth between Argentina and Slovakia.</div>
<div>It&#8217;s a year already since we have been living together in Buenos Aires and a bit more since we got engaged in Paris. As you can see in the photo, my mother was with us during this trip. We are now planing to get married. Nothing is impossible when you dream about it. And love always wins.</div>
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		<title>When a Child&#8217;s Courage lands you at the White House!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2017 10:14:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When our daughter Sophia was 10 years old, she came downstairs and announced to her Papi and me that she had written a letter to President Obama. Never did we think this incredibly emotional and authentic expression would change all of us forever. Sophia’s letter, and President Obama’s personal response back to her, was read around the world and landed ...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When our daughter Sophia was 10 years old, she came downstairs and announced to her Papi and me that she had written a letter to President Obama. Never did we think this incredibly emotional and authentic expression would change all of us forever. Sophia’s letter, and President Obama’s personal response back to her, was read around the world and landed us not only on The Katie Couric Show and a zilli<span class="text_exposed_show">on other news stories, but on the South Lawn of the White House.</span></p>
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<p>It was during Obama’s re-election in 2012, and the subject of gay marriage was of great national debate. Obama came out in favor, and the subject was headed to the Supreme Court. Sophia’s heartfelt letter, the words of a little girl spoken so simply, touched hearts around the world at a time we all needed it most. She asked President Obama what he would do when kids on the playground would say mean things about having two dads. His words of wisdom for our daughters and thousands like them? “…Whether you have two dads or one mom, what matters above all is the love we show for one another”.</p>
<p>We could not have been more proud. Or moved. Or emboldened.</p>
<p>The media attention was overwhelming, but the support we experienced from people across the globe just took our breath away. So much love was expressed by so many strangers, and both Sophia and her sister Ava felt the tremendous support of people throughout the US and around the world – people that we had never met, who sent their love. This love from strangers, friends and family helped our daughters feel accepted, loved and honored. And to this day, all four of us work to make sure that families like ours know their love is our love, and their love is equal.</p>
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		<title>Say YES to Families! &#8211; A Story of Empowerment in Ireland</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2017 09:58:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Families Some people hate &#8216;em, others adore &#8216;em &#8211; &#8216;families&#8217; as the poet Philip Larkin says &#8216;they fuck you up don&#8217;t they?&#8217; Perhaps, is my response to that. During the Yes Equality campaign in Ireland in 2015 families became a central element of our struggle for social justice for lgbt people through a referendum on the right to marry. Who ...]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Families</p>
<p>Some people hate &#8216;em, others adore &#8216;em &#8211; &#8216;families&#8217; as the poet Philip Larkin says &#8216;they fuck you up don&#8217;t they?&#8217;</p>
<p>Perhaps, is my response to that. During the Yes Equality campaign in Ireland in 2015 families became a central element of our struggle for social justice for lgbt people through a referendum on the right to marry. Who would have ever thought that in conservative, Catholic Ir<span class="text_exposed_show">eland it would be families who would play a leading role in changing hearts and minds of the voting public so that 62% said Yes to marriage equality for lgbt people and our families.</p>
<p>I grew up in a relatively small family (for Ireland) with just 7 of us, I had 4 brothers and 2 sisters and while we fought as kids we are a close family &#8211; supporting each other and looking out for the next generation as they make their way in the world. My partner of 30 years and I were co-parents to one son and we became grandmothers in 2015. Though we had been feminist activists for decades and I had been chairwoman of Marriage Equality since 2007/8 the birth of our grandson Harry made us even more passionate about trying to build an Ireland, so that whatever Harry&#8217;s sexual orientation or gender identity might be, he could live comfortably in a future Ireland. The traditional human rights and social justice activism which was framed around relationships between individuals and the state &#8211; had shifted &#8211; missing from that frame was families, a fundamental building block of all societies &#8211; Yes Equality capitalised on this and asked our families to vote yes.</p>
<p>At the launch of the Yes Equality campaign I said that we were &#8216;the family values&#8217; campaign &#8211; we took back from our opponents the idea that they owned the definition of families and widened that term to include a wide variety of families who required and should have equality &#8211; including the diversity of lgbt families. We redefined family for the public and acknowledging that some family spaces are oppressive and damaging, many of our family spaces &#8211; self created and alternative perhaps, were spaces defined by love and liberation &#8211; this tapping into a new set of family values is what drives the movement that uses family as a frame in social justice activism, I am delighted to see that movement gather speed through IDAHOT&#8217;s theme for this year. Let&#8217;s make all our families matter &#8211; diversity is our strength.</p>
<p>Dr Grainne Healy<br />
is Chairwoman of Marriage Equality, former Co Director of Yes Equality and a member of the IDAHOT advisory group</span></p>
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		<title>Finding a Safe Haven for Our Family- A Story from Turkey</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2017 09:55:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[We have been together for 18 years now. As older gay Turkish citizens, we realize there is little hope for the recognition of our family in Turkey, so we have decided to move to Spain. We are very happy here and we are ready to contribute to our new society. Love makes a family, love is the future.]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We have been together for 18 years now. As older gay Turkish citizens, we realize there is little hope for the recognition of our family in Turkey, so we have decided to move to Spain. We are very happy here and we are ready to contribute to our new society. Love makes a family, love is the future.</p>
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		<title>Wish You Were Here &#8211; Moving words on Family Love from Guyana</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 May 2017 09:53:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Joel Bedos]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Very moving video message for #IDAHOT #IFED2017 from Guyana about family love. &#160;]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very moving video message for <a class="_58cn" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/idahot?source=feed_text&amp;story_id=10155380354812948" data-ft="{&quot;tn&quot;:&quot;*N&quot;,&quot;type&quot;:104}"><span class="_5afx"><span class="_58cl _5afz">#</span><span class="_58cm">IDAHOT</span></span></a> <a class="_58cn" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/ifed2017?source=feed_text&amp;story_id=10155380354812948" data-ft="{&quot;tn&quot;:&quot;*N&quot;,&quot;type&quot;:104}"><span class="_5afx"><span class="_58cl _5afz">#</span><span class="_58cm">IFED2017</span></span></a> from Guyana about family love.</p>
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