The Magazine for Youth with LGBT Parents

Knitting the Family

by Rene Ohana

Rene Ohana

I drop a tired copy of Seventeen on the waiting room table in front of me, watch dust bunnies race across the linoleum floor toward the lopsided plastic Christmas tree in the corner, and wonder how much longer until I become a big sister. You’d think the waiting room in labor and delivery would be bubbling with pink and family. I guess not.

Lost and Found

by Mike Huber, Leanne Franson

Mike Huber
Leanne Franson

I stood at the bottom of the steps in my new dress. Dad rang the doorbell. I was nervous. Even though I’m six years old, I never met my grandma before.

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