My resident Captain really wanted to march in the Pride Parade with the Dragon Dads in Salt Lake City, so he got permission to drill on Monday and Tuesday.
Sunday he marched in the parade with the Dragon Dads, but on Saturday…
On Saturday he gave out free dad hugs at the Dragon Dad’s booth. He hugged over 600 strangers- awkwardly long hugs— and he loved it. He wept when he told me about it later.
Over and over, as he hugged LGBTQ+ individuals, they said to him:
“I miss my father”
“My father doesn’t understand me”
“My father hates me”
“You don’t know how much this means”
The resident captain is pretty reserved. He is firmly in the introvert camp. He doesn’t share his emotions with very many people.
In the past, he was not very outwardly compassionate or empathetic towards others.
For him to be hugging and loving strangers… it is a mighty change. It is a miracle. And that miracle happened because of God’s love, because of our daughter having the courage to come out, and because of my husband’s willingness to start listening to the stories of humans whose perspective was different from his own.
I am so grateful, so so grateful.
❤️❤️❤️
While the Captain was hugging and hugging and hugging, I took the kids to the pool in Farmington. I felt like we needed to do something to celebrate the beginning of summer, and they do love a lazy River.
We had snow cones and pizza, too.
Marvelous Pigs in Satin 
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