I don't know how I missed it, but this past week was the 10th anniversary of the murder of Matthew Shepard. If you were sleeping on October 6th, 1998, I hope you woke up October 7th. I certainly did. I don't think I've ever had a problem with homosexuality, but I'd never really took a stand on it one way or another until that horrible day. We had just moved to Colorado, and the events struck us hard in what we already knew would be our new home.
To Matthew Shepard's family, to his friends, and to everyone who saw a threat towards their own security reflected in the crime that took his life, I wish you peace.