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Today I received a letter from my dear friend, who told me that she was finally, after five years, able to celebrate New Year’s Eve with her mother and stepfather, because her grandmother had celebrated Christmas with her mother, and wouldn’t be there. She could finally celebrate a holiday with her mother, because her grandmother, who doesn’t support her lifestyle, wouldn’t be there.
My friend has a wife. The fact that she has a wife, and is a woman, is a love thing, and I love them both for their bravery and their “lifestyle”. I tend to think that their lifestyle isn’t any different than ours. They like to have brunch, in bed, with their dogs, just like we do, and they love one another with a big, gorgeous kind of love, just like we do. But I know that it is different, because they face a harsh, bullshit reality that I can’t begin to fathom. No one has ever called me unnatural.
Why deny love in a world like this? Why would you scorn something so beautiful, when the world needs every loving moment? That I can’t answer.
But Lauren can:
I went to college, and I know the words, mostly, but I still need practice using them in a way that makes my colleagues and peers feel the way I feel.
Any love poem that includes “I” and “You” can for everyone. For example:
BY AUDRE LORDE