Every Christmas is different, and this year will be no exception. I’m good with a departure from turkey, and am open to coconut milk eggnog. But of course, adapting to change doesn’t always come easy, especially when love is involved.
Take pride in who you are and where you come from. Remember to give the same treatment to the people you encounter every day.
How could you tell a child that discrimination has sides, that the Nazi flag flown in Charlottesville, Virgina had sides. So wrong, so very wrong. You and I, me and you, we are also Hebrew – you should feel that in your soul’s fire, deep within where God lives in us all. I am begging you, hear him too.
It feels like only yesterday that I was wearing acid-wash jeans, life was all about the weekend and my collection of mix tapes was growing by leaps and bounds. I’m turning how old??
Suddenly you see so clearly how the world is filled, every single square inch of it, with tiny blossoms.
As another new year begins, the need to strike a balance between past and present emerges once again.
So we don’t help, we forget, we let things be. We ignore the children.
She told me all the things I needed to know and hear. A dying man needed to know he’d be remembered.
Before I start this, I should probably get a few things out on the table. I am a man. I am white. I am heterosexual; in the current vernacular I am cisgender. And I don’t believe in a god. I tell you these things up front because in some corners of the Internet these things […]
For years, I fought the urge to cry. Thankfully, I’ve recently discovered what I’ve been missing.