The late afternoon light spills like liquid honey through our windows, and my fucking house is full of people who shouldn't fit together but somehow do.
I have no words... this story is just... I want to read more! It's so gorgeous, heartfelt, sublime, and earthy. Thank you for sharing something so personal, so intimate, so raw. What a piece!
I have a friend who's a published poet. I made sure to send it to her as soon as I ate it all up with my hungry eyes.
Sending lotsa love your way. I hope the rest of your time with Gizmo was lovely and fulfilling for the two of you.
I love this so much. I think of Mom (biological), every time I read one of these. I often, since she passed away in 2017, feel guilty that I was afraid to tell her the truth of myself. She was SO freaking loving, kind, accepting!!! At her memorial service you'd have thought that woman had 20-30 kids and 100+ grandkids, Caucasian, African, Hispanic, Asian, Gay, Lesbian, Straight, everything in between!!! I was so fucked up, afraid of who I really was, hating and denying, so I wasn't out to that amazing woman 'til 5 months before she passed. I didn't tell her. I confessed and apologized. She stood up, my stomach was clenching, the look on her face! She put her hands on my cheeks, kissed my forehead and said, "Baby, don't apologize to your Mama for wanting to be the man that the Good Lord made you to be." She hugged me and we cried together. I'm crying now. I miss her so much! 🥺❤️🫂💞💔❤️🩹🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻♥️
I have no words... this story is just... I want to read more! It's so gorgeous, heartfelt, sublime, and earthy. Thank you for sharing something so personal, so intimate, so raw. What a piece!
I have a friend who's a published poet. I made sure to send it to her as soon as I ate it all up with my hungry eyes.
Sending lotsa love your way. I hope the rest of your time with Gizmo was lovely and fulfilling for the two of you.
Sometimes reading a story back to front works out just fine. Like this one. Lovely.
I love this so much. I think of Mom (biological), every time I read one of these. I often, since she passed away in 2017, feel guilty that I was afraid to tell her the truth of myself. She was SO freaking loving, kind, accepting!!! At her memorial service you'd have thought that woman had 20-30 kids and 100+ grandkids, Caucasian, African, Hispanic, Asian, Gay, Lesbian, Straight, everything in between!!! I was so fucked up, afraid of who I really was, hating and denying, so I wasn't out to that amazing woman 'til 5 months before she passed. I didn't tell her. I confessed and apologized. She stood up, my stomach was clenching, the look on her face! She put her hands on my cheeks, kissed my forehead and said, "Baby, don't apologize to your Mama for wanting to be the man that the Good Lord made you to be." She hugged me and we cried together. I'm crying now. I miss her so much! 🥺❤️🫂💞💔❤️🩹🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻♥️
This. All this. Happiest of days today surrounded by people who love you for you. 🥳💚👏⚜️
Happy Birthday 🎂 🥳
So beautiful. Happy Birthday and love to all