The sweet breeze brought the normal sounds of a warm Texas evening. The snow birds were singing and children playing. Above this, voices were heard. Our voices. A community brought together because of the murder of a gender variant child, by another child.
Among the people there were representatives of most state LBGT groups and even one from our congress. All had a opportunity to speak and many did. We were reminded that we have much to do to be protected under the law. We also realized how important home life is to a maturing, impressionable young adult. If love and understanding is a way of life at home, life blossoms. If hate and bigotry is taught, a young person may live their life regretting a single mistake. And as in this case, one child will not have a chance to live life. We talked about the need for our educators to be observant of our young people, and to bring to others attention warning signs when seen. We talked of the positive results witnessed with the inclusion of gender education.
Young people testified about the good that our efforts yield by standing in front of us as adult advocates. Caring wonderful adults.
We also heard about the need to involve youth in synagogues, churches and other places of worship. It was applauded when it was said that the need for LGBT people to be included and accepted is critical now.
Now it was agreed is the time for politicians to stop trying to segregate our community. Our grass roots voice is loud and clear. Allow us to live free.
One person helped lighten the load by reminding us that darkness and despair must be left behind. We have grieved for our lost. Now is the time for joy and action. We are the voices being heard.