So its finally official...I am the weird one in my family. The one that you come to when you have something weird or potentially embarrassing to inquire about. So let me break down the evening for you:
My 15 year old nephew confided in my sister that he is bi-curious and a furry. Being a lesbian she knew how confusing it can be when you are young to have these thoughts and feelings, but she felt out of her depth. So she called me and told me the situation. She is aware that I am in the BDSM community so she felt I would be better equipped to handle his questions. I agreed to talk to him and she said she would tell our brother (his dad) that I was willing to talk with my nephew.
Now for a little bit of important family history. My brother and I only recently started talking after a 5 year angry silence. So imagine my surprise when he called me immediately to talk. He wanted to understand what it meant and was honestly asking my opinions and advice. Not only that but after I reassured him, he invited me to dinner next Sunday to talk to my nephew and bake cookies and watch videos. It was amazing.
I guess its just good to know that even though I'm the "weird one" I have a place in my family. Its nice to be needed. :)