This one of the sweetest things I have ever read. The title got me. Was it click-bait I wondered? But no, the whole context was one simple story about honesty and caring for each other.

It also forced me to look into the mirror and wonder why I am so terribly private about my sexuality. I guess it never was part of our conversations. In my family the mantra is very simple: Work, eat, sleep. That's how we get by just fine. Sexuality? That's a private thing. We're not uptight, but we're not great talkers in general. I am a talker, an emotional guy even, but at a certain time I gave up on my family. I expected too much from them. When it comes to feelings, things get difficult.

Your out of the box thinking enabled you to feel a stronger connection between you and your children as well as other peoples children, and specifically the young lady in your story. That's love. She will never forget your reassuring words. That's true motherhood if you ask me <3