Given this weekend, it feels odd to continue blogging out of formality, or worse, in fear of upsetting some of you. It feels necessary to acknowledge the heartache felt collectively. Especially, amongst the LGBQT community.
Though, today felt slightly different than yesterday. As the fog of sadness slipped away for a moment, Peter, the kids and I walked around the city. We ran errands and ate lunch and played particularly heavy for a Monday. And yet, it felt right. In the face of grief, beyond taking some form of action for better laws and reform, it felt right to try and celebrate the breath in our lungs, the concrete beneath our feet, and the noise of the city; simple joys.
And when the apartment grew quiet tonight, Peter and I discussed things parents do. Specifically, how as New Yorkers, we often feel unbiased love comes with being exposed to thousands of unique people every single day. So often, we parents assume by example is the only we our children know how to love. That is a mistake. Whether it be a same sex couple or a Muslim woman or man, it is not only by example our children learn to love unbiasedly, it is through our words and teachings.
Teach your kids how to love.
I feel as a born and raised new yorker that my mom and aunt did a great job teaching me about love and they didnt keep me closed minded. Im used to different people and things and surroundings. You are correct in posting this and I wish people had more respect in things. If you do not like it then leave or dont be around it. Its no human job to judge anyone. Worry about oneself. Gain self love first then show it. If readers are upset then they do not have to read it nor respond. I get tired of reading absent minded people comments. You deserve readers who have respect. No we all do not have the same thought process but being open minded and having respect is what people lack.
Thank you. Thank you for saying something. As a queer woman who reads and loves your blog, I so appreciate your acknowledgment. It was hard to have so many bloggers not say anything at all. Yes love. Teaching our children, teaching ourselves, learning again how to love and how important it is when our hearts are broken. Thank you for this.
This is so important. I am a New Yorker and I can identify with growing around thousands of unique people but I am aware that somethings need to be taught in the home. Its the only sure way that our children know. Example is great but its not enough. Love is necessary and in every form it should be expressed.
Yes. Thank you Amanda for sharing!
Thank you! xo