Love makes a family

Friday, June 17, 2011

[Young Women United and Media Literacy Project have been collecting stories from across New Mexico about what makes New Mexican families strong. Their efforts are a part of the Strong Families initiative Strong Families is a 10-year national initiative to change the way people think, feel and act in support of families. David Martinez, a native of Espanola, New Mexico, shared his story.]

By David Martinez

For generations, New Mexico has been the home of many strong and flourishing queer families . Unfortunately, national and state media coverage of these families are few and far between. Instead, were inundated with stories of discrimination and narrow-mindedness that portrays our state as one that is hostile towards queer families and individuals.

But amongst these stories, are those of love and acceptance, not only from family members, but also of the communities at large. My family and the community of Espanola, New Mexico is the beginning of such a story, my story.

My earliest memories revolve around playing “housie” with my sister, and dressing up in my moms’ baby blue chiffon dress as Cinderella when we would travel up north to visit my Grandfather in El Rito.
My sister had gotten a walking Chrissy doll one Christmas, and even though I had also gotten a Marvel the Marvelous Mustang horse, I wanted a Chrissy doll as well, so at the urging or my mother, and against my fathers’ wishes, I soon was the proud owner of such a doll!

Oh, did I fail to mention my parents were in their early 40s and very traditional northern Nuevo Mejicanos, which meant traditional Chicano family values, a large tight knit family both immediate and extended and staunch religious beliefs.

Middle school was the time when I began to form friendships and social circles that to this day have remained strong. I quickly got involved in Choir and the Drama club and somehow found my niche amongst what others considered weird and yes, queer.

When high school came around, I had acquired a bunch of good attributes as well as some nasty habits, including playing hooky and found myself enrolling into an alternative school for “troubled” kids. It is here where again, I found a kinship with these kids who embraced me as well. And yet still, my fathers and mothers unconditional love was the one constant in my life.

From that love is where I began to grow into the man I have become today. Not that I have attained any type of perfection, but within all the contradictions in my life, love is from where it is I choose to operate from.

My father passed away in January of 2005, and even though we never really sat down and discussed my sexuality, because of course those things were never spoken about, in his last minutes of life, I promised to make him proud of me and take care of my mama and sisters, thus making me the “man” of the house. He approved and shortly after that one sided conversation, went peacefully. In later conversations with my sisters’ they told me he had told them that he was proud of me and hoped that I would find all the happiness in the world, with whoever it was.

From the small farming community of Canjilon, filled with Catholic ritual and brotherhood to the “bustling” town of Espanola, where he worked as a door greeter at Walmart and never gave up the opportunity to introduce me as his son to his old hometown buddies. My father with all his ideas and notions came to terms with his son and it was never a question of acceptance as much as it was a gift of unconditional love.

Espanola, New Mexico, with all its beautiful landscape, culture and even controversial reputations, is indeed home. You, my beautiful valley, like myself, are comfortable in your own skin. You have been ridiculed by some, loved by more and proud to be who you are. You have nurtured me, made me laugh, caused me pain, but indeed you have fed my soul.

It is important now more than ever that we remind our country that New Mexico understands that love does make a family. We are standing against such searing stereotypes of rural New Mexico and backwards and conservative as well as legislation that does not reflect our states’ commitment to strong, healthy families.

My name is David Martinez and I am proud to be brown, queer and from rural New Mexico. Que viva mi querido Norte, que viva mi raza bonita, y que viva la familia fuerte!


  1. Being a Nortena David, I completely understand many of the words you expressed. You expressed the valley clearly and beautifully. You touched my heart. Que Viva!

    "it was never a question of acceptance as much as it was a gift of unconditional love"