It has been awhile again since I wrote. Life happened. I had 3 weeks to pack up our 3 bedroom apartment. 3 weeks while I was a single mother. 3 weeks to say goodbye. Anything happening online was an afterthought. I might be back now, but I don't know for how long. Part of me feels so much joy, and then part of me is too tired. Tired of waiting, of tending to thousands of daily needs voiced from little mouths that are always wanting. I have a post I want to write soon, but today might not be the day. Or maybe....maybe it is. Maybe that's what is missing. The truth. The realness. Bare and laid out, for all to see. Yes, I think it's time.
This is about Love. Love is HUGE! Way bigger than we can imagine! I grew up hearing and believing that God is male, and that thinking anything different was blasphemous and we would offend Him. But you know what? Love is bigger than gender. Love does not just happen between a man and a woman. Who are we to limit it so? Women can love each other. Men can love each other. If one of my sons brings home a boyfriend in the future, I will be ok with that. If my daughter brings home a girlfriend, well I'll be ok with that too. It is not my place to put love in a box. Love is huge. I also grew up thinking that only Christians could really love each other, and anyone who didn't call themselves a christian didn't know how to truly love. Wow. So narrow! Such a small box! No, you cannot put love in a box. You can try, but the box will only contain you. Not love. I believe that love touches all. It touches in different amounts. Mothers seems to have loads of it for their young. And you know what? You know that whole gender thing about God? Well here's the answer. God is Love.
There is so much more I want to write about, but this it it for the time being. Now, if you are so inclined to convince me that I'm wrong, or that I'm lost and need some serious help, don't. Do Not. Don't comment, send me a chat, text, or email, or even phone call about this, unless you agree with me or are at least open. I am a guided free spirit, but I'm not guided by you. This doesn't mean I'm a close-minded asshole. I just know that there are people that will be upset and will want to 'help' me. And I know that I'm more than fine. I'm flying. Free. At last.