“The things that we love tell us what we are.”– Thomas Aquinas
Here We Are
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Look at us. Here we are.
Look. Then, please think. Don’t say.
I am reluctant to show you who we are. Yet, I must.
I read comments and words everywhere that are so hurtful. The words on the screen, and on the page, make me want to run away.
Some days that I wonder how I am supposed to live. Me, and I’m not the one in danger, I can’t seem to breathe sometimes.
You make me so scared.
You can’t mean what you say. Do you?
If you thought, felt and knew her you wouldn’t say anything.
If you could be in my head for one minute and sense the love and care I have for her then you would be silent.
You would think. You would try to begin to understand.
I loved a child for nineteen years but maybe that child didn’t even exist. That child is gone or never was. Gender has to mean nothing to me, yet it means everything to her.
I have two daughters.
Can you be quiet and think about that?
Think about personhood. Think about the quality of life of an individual and how much that matters to you. You are a person, aren’t you?
Think about her, my youngest daughter. She is equal. She is beautiful.
Think about family.
Can you think about us living, playing, eating and sleeping under the same roof for years and years? Can you think about the intimacy of us?
Yet, within that closeness there was an omission of truth. There was a simple and authentic truth about one of us that was somehow ignored. Yet we loved and still love.
If you could imagine this, then you’d know how beautiful this special loyalty we have to each other is. You would make no noise or disturbance. You would refrain from hurting us.
Please don’t make me run away. Don’t frighten me.
Don’t hate us. Love us all, or go away discreetly.
Mostly, consider her, beyond me. Please don’t make her afraid or anxious. Make little noise or disturbance for her. She is easily broken and vulnerable.
Maybe her power will grow and her strength will rise if you can just think and not say.
You can hold us up with your silence or cut all of us down with your words.
Please consider the possibilities.
Look at this. Here we are.
We are family. We are devotion. We are love. We are humanity.
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