A Testimony That Touched My Heart
Every so often, something happens that reminds me exactly why I share my story so openly. Recently, I received a testimony from a parent whose family was once part of my program when I served as Director of Religious Education.
Her words reminded me of a time in my life when I was still learning to embrace who I truly was. She saw beyond titles, expectations, and appearances—she saw me. She recognized how deeply I cared for the families I worked with, how much purpose I found in serving others, and how my heart was always in the right place, even during times when I was struggling to find my own peace.
This message meant more than she’ll ever know. It reaffirmed that our impact on others lives far beyond the roles we hold—it’s found in the kindness, compassion, and authenticity we share.
I’m sharing this testimony here not just because it touched me, but because it beautifully reflects what my blog is truly about: living authentically, finding faith, and discovering the strength to no longer hide who we are.
I had to take a moment and write to you, to tell you how proud of you I am with fighting your way through this thing called life, and sharing your feelings.
I remember you as a young boy still in high school, helping with CCD while Sister Marcia was still there. Then I thought you blossomed into this young man of faith and found where you belong (not everyone knows where they belong). You were so kind to always help, and had a smile every time I saw you. I remember when my youngest made his confirmation in 2019 I had to look for you and get a picture with him, because I didn’t know if we would ever cross paths again. But it wasn’t because of your faith that made me want to know you, it was because of your kindness, your sweet demeanor. I wish I had known the troubles you were facing at home, the church and within yourself. But that was unfortunately a path of life you needed to take to find yourself.
When I first saw you were in a relationship and posted it online and you were then engaged, I said well it’s about time. Not about time you said you were gay, but because you found someone to share your life with. It’s a different kind of happiness.
Im sorry the people you share blood with aren’t the ones who held your hand and said life is messed up and we will walk with you. I’m sorry the church made you feel like you don’t belong.
However, I am proud of your friends who showed you what love really is. How your temple accepts you fully. This is family, this is your village.
I am so proud of the man you are and striving to be. You just want to live life happy and peacefully. Your friends and your temple will continue to walk with you, they will celebrate you, they will be honest with you, and most of all they will continue to love you.
Keep going, stay loving, and most of all be you, all of you.
I am happy and proud to know you.
Hirschberg Family