In the pic there are 11 of us. Some are missing. One is out because she has a new grandbaby. Some were there but had to leave before the picture was taken. In this picture, we don’t look all that diverse. We are all white (but that is only because everyone isn’t there) and there is only one male (also due to missing members) but let me tell you about my amazing and diverse team:
We are not all alike.
In the picture, four of us are wearing glasses.
One of us is a redhead.
10 of us have dogs.
One of us is losing hair and wearing a hat.
Eight of us are parents.
One of us kicked cancer’s ass.
One of us walked the 3 day.
One of us has bungee jumped in New Zealand.
Three of us have been divorced.
One of us is a grandparent.
Three of us are gay.
Some of us like wine.
Some of us don’t drink.
Some of us are Democrats.
Some of us are Republicans.
Some of us are Independents.
Some of us are native Texans.
Some of us are not.
Some of us have lost parents.
All of us are married.
All. Of. Us. Are. Married.
But… for three of us, marriage was not legal until 2015.
Because three of us are gay.
It doesn’t matter which three. You can’t tell by looking. I mean, I’m not posting a picture, but trust me. You. Can’t. Tell.
Here’s the thing I’m thinking of right now: I’m looking at this picture of people I love…people I have laughed with, cried with, planned with, agonized with, and some of them are gay…and when somebody comes at the rights and dignity of people who are gay (In 2019, good grief) they come at my friends.
And honestly, I hate that. So. Damn. Much.
It has only been four years since my friends have had the same right as me about marrying the person they love.
I almost still can’t get my mind around it.
I look at each face in the picture-
All of us are smart.
All of us have strong opinions.
All of us care deeply about our families.
All of us are dedicated to our profession.
All of us have wonderful, interesting stories to tell.
And all of us are pretty good-looking if I do say so myself. (Some of us are smart-asses… I’ll let you work out that for yourselves.)
All of us deserve to be treated with the same human dignity and rights. All of us in the picture do, and all of us on the planet do.
I would say more, but there is a two year old who doesn’t care one bit about my right to blog.
So until next time.
We will miss you Julie!