I am so proud of my baby brother, he came out to our family this week

Hello! I wanted to share a little story because I'm riding on happiness and unicorn farts right now, and I am so extremely proud of my baby brother. I'm going to ramble now, feel free to follow along.Last month, I happened to be visiting home (across the country from where my husband is stationed, so it's a rare occasion.) During that visit, my younger brother asked me if I could go to coffee or something with him- just him and I. Of course I was totally up for that. On the drive over to the coffee shop, he told me that he is gay and that I'm the first in our family that he wanted to tell. He was on pins and needles and so nervous.I felt a little bad because I didn't have anything profound to say- I was just beaming ear to ear because I'm so proud of him for being brave and for well, I guess for coming out. I want him to feel confident and happy with himself, and nothing changes the way I feel about him- I love him unconditionally, I adore him beyond reason (and have since he was a baby, since I was teenager and I totally claimed him as "mine.") This doesn't change that, of course! I told him as much and we talked about it over pie.Some questions he had for me- he was worried I might not want him around my kids, who are 5- and 8-year old boys. I reassured him that that would NOT change. (Was he attracted to my kids before he told me? No, of course not. Was he now? Obviously, no. So this was absolutely a non-issue!) In fact, I told him, I am so grateful that they can grow up with a family member who is gay, because it will really be "normal" for them.I don't think it is fair that people have to declare their sexuality if it isn't "straight," I really think it should just be normal. I hope that, as a society, we can continue to move in that direction.He let me know that he was nervous to tell the rest of our family. My dad has a tendency to be sarcastic to the point of rudeness sometimes, and you have to know him well to know the difference. In the past, when I was a kid, he definitely had a strong opinion of the subject. My brother told his parents and another of our siblings last night.I guess there was 30 seconds of awkward silence, and then my dad was the first to respond. He got up and walked across the room and hugged my bro, and was starting to tear up, then kissed his forehead over and over and told him that he was so proud of him.He has had so much positive support from family and friends, and from a family that is otherwise, sometimes, a little crazy. I just think it's amazing. I know how nervous he was to tell them, and I'm so proud he was brave and he did it! And above all, I'm SO grateful that my dad is secretly a big softie, and was so immediately supportive and loving.I hope if anyone else is on the fence, maybe this will encourage you to find your own courage and your own support group. My bro kept this to himself for over 6 years, and it hurts my heart to think of how he may have felt alone during that time. He won't feel alone anymore, he has a whole village behind him now, and one hell of a proud, happy, and grateful sister. Nobody better mess with my boy. <3