Today is not yesterday because yesterday was my dad’s birthday. Yesterday Sweetie and I would have woken up, gone to thegym and then called him on our way home, singing an off-key full of love “Happy Birthday To YOU” and telling him all about how we are doing / feeling in our weight loss/feel better plan. We would have asked what his plans were for the day, what kind of art he was working on, and we would have told him I was looking forward to seeing him for a meal to celebrate him. We would have said “we love you dad.” That was yesterday, not today.
This is today. Today we were supposed to pick up our new babies—Zipper and Dilly—kitties we are adopting from Animal Ark. We are adding to our family, but are waiting until Sunday to have our gotcha day. We are giving ourselves the time and space we need to prepare to make our family bigger. Supposed to be today, but isn’t.
Today is a HUGE day where we live; it’s the first day same-sex couples can apply for marriage licences in Hennepin County. I woke up to an email from a close friend this morning asking if we’d like to go together to apply. Our friend is straight, but her and her partner decided not to marry legally (only sacramentally/spiritually like us) until all Minnesotans could. We won’t go today like so many others did, but when we do, we’ll go with them. But that isn’t happening today either.
Today a young man took refuge from whatever he was battling on my front porch. He settled himself in a rocking chair and made himself at home, talking on his cell phone and rocking back and forth. I am home, alone, working and catching up on email. I see him and go outside asking if he needs something. The stories and needs pour out of him, and I have no doubt that some of what he is saying is true. Even so, I suddenly feel my vulnerability when he asks to come inside my home “to take a piss” and opens the screen door for himself. I politely said I would be right back, shut the door and called Sweetie at work. Then I called 911. That is today.
Its a little grief-y, a little queer excitement, a
little lot of fear and reality mixed up with WWJD and not at all feeling like a follower of Jesus. In a word, this is life. This is my today.