Yeah, I know a lot of them say it’s about standing up for free speech. I looked back through years of their Tweets and Facebook posts to see if any of them had spoken up for Starbucks, Amazon or JC Penney when they were getting bashed by the Million [sic] Moms. Turns out this 1st Amendment interest is quite new.
Where that left me was genuinely heartbroken, particularly to see some of my relatives jumping on the CFA bandwagon so zealously. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to go to a family gathering with my partner again without feeling their distaste. More important, will I be able to see past this hurt to offer a genuine hug and warm wishes to their family, knowing how they feel about mine? I sincerely hope so, and maybe even some day we’ll be able to have a conversation about it.
Fortunately, I have The World’s Greatest Backup Family in the lesbian community. I always appreciate them, but never more than times like this when my heart needs to feel love. Time after time, my lesbian family delivers.
Kara Leonardo lost her partner last winter in a horrible accident, and has struggled through months of therapy to regain her independence. When she leaves rehab, Kara desperately wants to return to her lesbian family in Delaware — the home & family she made for herself. She needed help to do that, and the lesbian community stepped up to make it possible.
The Caring for Kara Auction closed last night. I don’t have any final figures, but I watched along as a couple of readers (JJ & Diana) duked it out for an autographed copy of Worth Every Step. I broke the auction rules by stepping in to tell them if they matched each other’s bid at $160, I’d send out two copies. Next thing I know, Patti jumps in and bids $160 too! Then RJ, who dropped out of the bidding last week, comes back and raises all of them to $175!! And they said yes!!!
Then it started with the other book, The House on Sandstone. JJ first, then Ann, then Rev, then Ramona! All bidding top dollar in the auction’s final hours!!
Here’s the thing: I’d be willing to bet most of them already own those books, or at least have read the stories. But they weren’t bidding on the books, or on my illegible scribblings inside. They were caring for Kara. So at the end of a week when my heart is in knots over one family, my other family comes through and fills it with love.