...it just makes me feel squirmy...

A few months ago my mother, who has been through a lot when it comes to coming to grips with having a gay son, finally hit the nail on the head, so to say. "I love you, Kyle, you are my baby...I love you, Robbie, you are a sweet boy and I am so happy that the two of you have each other...i don't know...it just makes me feel squirmy..."

I love my mother! And I am proud of her for challenging her previous feelings about gay people, couples, etc.

I think for most people, my mother has it figured out. The issue most have with gay couples and people is NOT a true belief in it being wrong or a moral objectivity against it, rather it is a belief based upon a feeling towards something not perceived as "normal". It makes people squirmy - they simply aren't use to it.

It's entertaining to see different person's reactions when Robbie and I walk down the street together. Some feel an urge to honk, yell out car windows, taunt from sidewalks, and so on.

A while ago I was walking downtown and was hit by a passing biker who yelled "Die you fucking faggot!!!"
And then once and a while you run into a person willing to say, "You two are SO adorable" or "What a cute couple!"

Robbie is taunted at the mall, now and again, and it drives me nuts! I hate hearing that my love is being made fun of for simply existing! It's absolutely frustrating!

Some days it all makes me disappointed and strongly pained when looking at the world. I want to fix it and make everyone's lives easier. And then you see the Palestinians asking to simply be recognized as a people group who deserve a home; asking to be allowed back into their lost farms - businesses. And the world says that they may not have a home - they have not earned a home.

How is it that we as humans can separate ourselves from the rest of the world and allow our feelings control what we allow and don't allow as 'right' and 'good'. Can we not let each person exist with certain rights that allow for freedom to live and love?

I am thankful that there are people, such as my mother, who are willing to take a look at their beliefs and feelings and attempt to understand why they believe what they believe. Is it simply an unusual idea? An idea that simply must become more familiar? Is normalcy creating truth?







May we all live showing acceptance to all persons - seeking to understand different lifestyles, different perspectives, different pains and pasts - and work together to form a more perfect fellowship in existence.

Fall, I think I'm ready for you...

Up until yesterday, I was rather certain that I was going to futilely fight fall. But last night, sipping through a collection of tasty white wines, I began to experience the earthiness of the wine more intensley. This may have been specifically directed by one particular wine (3 Brooms, 2010 Sauv. Blanc) with an aroma and palette of jalapeno, fresh green bean, and minerals.

As I was rolling the earthy and spicy Sauv around, Robbie
and I were discussing the coming of fall. Summer has been such an
unbelievable pleasant few months that I simply did not want to let it go already. He mentioned that he is absolutely ready for the change (which shocked me!). And perhaps it was also based on his possitive spirits, but as we began to talk about fall - its homely warmth and coziness - I quickly realized how much I will enjoy the change.

To celebrate, I got up around 8:30 this morning to make tea and begin looking through fall recipes. Oh my goodness, how I cannot wait to begin cooking and baking more frequently! A season where the heat in the kitchen comes as a welcome treat instead of a bothering pest, haha.

Fresh apples, doughnuts and cider, thick and creamy risotto, braised lamb and pork, roasted root vegetables, gnocchi, and on and on it goes. OH! How can i leave out the most important thing for Ma, Robbie, and my dear Hannah!? Chocolate Cake!

As I finish off my cup of chamomile, I realize that fall will be "simply grand." ArtPrize is around the corner, tons of new theatrical opportunities, the symphony, cooking, friends and family. I guess it was just a matter of perspective. Simply being reminded of the homely and loving warmth that so strongly permeates the cool weather has moved me!

May we all be reminded of familial warmth as the weather gets cooler;
may we know the love and affections of those in our lives;
and may we seek new perspective
which enjoys change and allows love to permeate all existence!

 

 

 

It's okay

There are days in relationships...

that even though you are together...you feel alone. 

Maybe it's busy schedules not allowing for couples 

to be together much. 

Maybe it's a fight or children or pets or stress.  

Maybe there is nothing wrong at all 

                                                            

                                                                   and yet there is a feeling 

                                                                                                        


                      of being 

alone.