This is my life. Today, and everyday, I am hustling and corralling these two wild children. I am not alone. They are raised by many wonderful, loving people besides me: my wife; there are the local grandparents, aunts, and uncle; the FaceTime sessions with the distant grandparents, aunt, uncles and cousin that help to entertain and distract from current meltdowns; our dear friends and neighbors; and a few days each week we have a kick-ass nanny. Our sons are lucky, blessed beyond their current level of understanding (and appreciation), and I only wish that every child experienced the love and care that these two do.
Unfortunately, that isn’t true. And aside from donating to certain organizations, standing up for a child when I see one being mistreated, and speaking up against anyone’s Incorrect thoughts regarding children of different races, genders, or sexuality, I don’t know what to do. And it scares me. It sucks. If someone were to treat my children any different because of who I am (a lesbian), I would be angry, hurt, and on the war path. Unfortunately, I know it’s going to happen. And all we can do is talk to our sons, try to explain why, yet not apologize for being who we are.
I know that I am rambling, and I’m sorry. Yes, this blog post is a bit all over the place, but these days my fears have more weight behind them. Everything that is going on in the world is scary. Some people can push aside the need to deal with it using their money, but most of us can’t. We have to face it. All of it. The climate crisis, the racism, the pandemic, the economic collapse, and voting the idiot out of the White House, along with all of the ass hats that bend-over backwards for him. (Wow. I had to retype that sentence four times in order to tone it down. 😬.) Oye.
On that note…try to get some sleep tonight. I definitely need some, along with a few cups of coffee to keep me sane and moving fast enough to catch these two highly-energetic sons of ours.
THEY DON’T STOP MOVING!!!!!!