To be honest I don't know what that would have been like. My mother was the one who watched over my brother and I. She did the shopping, fixed the scraped knees, took care of the house, and the car. She was out to play baseball, run around, push swings, hold on to bikes when we learned to ride. She was the one there when were sick, played games of monopoly, taught me to read and write. My father was like a shadow in the back ground. Even when he was off from work for much of my younger life he was "off with friends" to go drinking, fishing, and go to the beach.
My parents had gay friends as well so I knew the macho guy who dated a guy with arms the size of tree trunks, and then Eddie who wore enough make up and perfume your nose burned. I seen a varied life with every race and color mainly due to my mother's influence. She was a big one for taking people as they are and trying to be forgiving.
Trading out my mother would have left a huge gap in my life. I think if my father had been more of a positive figure then him having a male partner instead of my mother wouldn't be an issue but losing my mother for an unknown while still keeping the shadow of my father isn't something I would have wanted. Without the support and love I doubt I would have found myself where I am today.