The historic decision made in our country on Friday was powerful and overwhelming at the same time. This country is made up of lots of people with many different ideas, and versions of their truth. Their truth may be hurtful to others, which is not the reason to have your own truth. This decision simply states what matters. Love matters.
At the end of the day we each want to know that we are accepted for who we are. It doesn't have to look the same for each person. In fact it shouldn't. And yet we often believe when things don't look our way it's wrong. And in the end what matters? Love matters.
Ellie and I were talking the other day and she said, "Mommy, why are Nick Cannon and Heidi Klum dancing on X-Factor, they are not the same race?"
That question stopped me more so than the ones she has posed about bras, babies and even "mean girls". I asked her why she thought that was the case. She said because people at daycare told her that you have to be with people of the same race. Wow. I went on to ask if she understood what race meant. And in a 9-year old mind it sounded something like skin color. I decided to broaden her perspective to think about more than skin color, but ethnicity and origin.
We talked about Daddy being Italian and Mommy being Irish and German. Those are different. From different countries originally. We talked about what it means to be from Central & South America or from China, Japan, Taiwan, and Vietnam. We're different from one another - in our looks, in our culture, in our food, in our beliefs even. And yet, we live, work and play together. Accepting the differences as part of God's big world.
I asked her if she remembered by friend, Amy and her daughters Maddilyn and Gabriellla from State Farm pool. Does she remember that the girls look different from their parents, Amy & Ed? Does she remember that they are adopted? She, of course, she remembers them, they played together in the pool. I asked does she think that their parents love them any less because their skin is different color? Of course NOT! I then asked her if I thought people might look at them funny because all their skin color is not the same. Yes, Mommy people probably do. I asked her if that was fair? To the girls - who are loved so much, and to my friend Amy who takes such good care of her daughters?
Mommy, I get it. We don't have to look alike to love. You're right Ellie. We're a great big world, with lots of different love. And you don't have to look a certain way to love, or be loved.
Yes, I did explain that Mommy and Daddy believed this, but not everyone does too. I asked her not to go to school and tell people our way was right. The kids who told her that people from different races couldn't dance think their way is right too. We just think differently.
I did not go into the historic decision made in our country on Friday. We'll save that conversation for another day. We haven't talked about having two mommies, or two daddies. And since she has no context at this point I'll wait until there is a better time to talk about it. I am very grateful though, that she will be raised in a world where the option to get married is offered to all couples. I hope she'll see that in the end it is love that matters.
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