Some days I hope.
Some days I believe my
grandchildren will know that
who they call family, who they love,
how they define themselves, is a gift.
Is a gift.
Love of self, of others
is a gift. Enhances the whole,
makes the world a better place.
Some days I even hope that the cultural and spiritual
home of my childhood recognizes and celebrates that
too.
Today, I mourn.
gkn June 14, 2016
Gloria, I mourn with you...... And I will hope with you....... AND I affirm this piece of powerful, moving writing and the person and passion and longing from which it has come.....
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