Q is for Queer #atozchallenge

When I first started doing readings professionally in the early 90’s, I still had to do the Pronoun Game with some of my clients. “So this person that you love, they have feelings for you but they aren’t able to…..”  A few times, I would just stop in the middle of the reading and say, “Ok, can we just talk about this?” I was always very cautious, though, because coming out is personal, and some folks have been afraid for their lives for their ENTIRE lives, and you just don’t out someone (even to themselves). You just don’t. As the …

Now that this is over, we can ship them all back to Mexico. – My Mexican-American husband’s co-worker today

So, that one guy won the election, and the KKK and apparently this asshole that works with my husband are celebrating. I spent today a little differently. I cried a lot. I called or texted or emailed my transgendered and queer friends and family to tell them I loved them and that I was here. I told my kids we had to rise up like Dumbledore’s Army and keep being kind. Being brave. Speaking up. But not today. Today – November 9th – was a day of being sad and feeling small. Tomorrow will be a little better and I’ll …