My comming out

I've lived in fear for twenty two years of the thought of my family finding out. Worrying what there reaction would be. Would they still love me? would they look at me the same? were just a few questions that ran through my mind. Now don't get me wrong my parents are great people but little comments my father made like "That fag" or "what a queer" worried me or my mom saying how she wanted grand kids made me feel like i would let them down to some degree. I couldn't blame them for saying those things because they didn't know about me. I was trying to find the right way to tell them weather i should ask my mom and dad out to eat or to go for a walk, it's the hardest thing i could have ever think of. I was about to just live a lie and pretend to be sr8 the rest of my life intill my dad in the back of the garage started a conversation with " you know matter what i love you your my son" right there my heart stoped i couldn't even say two words, and he asked the big question in a round about way, what took me that long to try to do my father did in about fifteen min. And it went well and the conversation ended with a hug. I was truly blessed to have such a understanding father, I knew my mom and sister would be excepting but the thought of telling my dad was terrifying cuz of stories i heard about dads and gay sons. But now I'm out and i can truly be MYSELF.