My coming out to my parents was really quite easy. I was lucky. I left home right from high school to attend college across the country in NYC. It was a drama school so my male classmates were primarily gay. It really helped with my “gayness” and comfort level. When it was time to return home on my Christmas break, I decided this would be my time to come out to my family. Of course, I put it off for days. Finally, I had to do it. While we were at the Christmas breakfast table, I blurted out, “I’m gay.” My mother’s response was, “That’s nice. Please pass the coffee.” That was it! It was a non-starter! Come to find out, they knew since I was a little kid. But, it was nice to finally verbalize it.