Wow. What an interesting last few days. SO enjoyed my Mama here for 2 days, which that in and of itself is huge. Not her being here, but me enjoying it.
But here's the thing, friends. Coming out time. (Not for me, but for my son..... which if you've followed me at all, you've probably figured that out already.)
So my Mama turns 80 this year. She's lived small town, in the south, her entire life, and really does not "get" any kind of open thinking about civil rights, of ANYONE. BUT, I do believe she's a good woman at heart, and means well. She's just never been exposed to much except people just like her.
So when my son came "out" 10 years ago, I told her. And she said OK. And that was it. No discussion. (She also tends to bury her head in the sand if things start to feel uncomfortable for her.)
Side story- when my son came out to me, I was OK about it, just sad for all the time he had spent worrying about everyone's reaction, but MY H, (not my son's father, but his step-father) who also had never even probably known a gay person personally, went straight to full acceptance, validation, and left my son a message that said, "your Mom told me what you shared with her last night, and I just want you to know we love you, will always love you, and that you are more of a man than most men I've ever known. So just keep being YOU, and we've got your back.") While my Ex-H ( son's father) kicked Son to the curb while simultaneously trying to send him to a camp to "change his mind, set him straight, whatever". So all that is background to this past weekend.
Because I am here in the south due to H's craziness right now, turns out I invite my Mama here for the weekend, but also my son and HIS PARTNER WHO I LOVE DEARLY, decide to come down for the day.
This is the part I've been wanting to share with all of you.
As I sat at the dinner table yesterday, on Mother's Day, watching my MAMA and my GAY SON AND HIS BOYFRIEND, all hold hands for the blessing, then sit and visit, enjoy the lunch, help Mama with her phone, and everyone genuinely seem OK with each other, then hug as they leave. PEOPLE, this is a miracle.
And maybe the happiest day of my life. And all without HUSBAND here, who is many ways helped shape this day into happening.

So last night after all is quiet and everyone gone, I called him. Normally I don't initiate. But last night I needed to share, and he is the only one who would "get it". He didn't answer, but called me back within one minute. And since I had had some Mother's Day cocktails, (which I warned him about at the start of the convo), I spilled it out. How the day had gone, what a miracle I had witnessed, and that much of it was due to him and his open heart 10 years ago.... and that had this last 5 months not happened, chances are I would not have even been here to be the center of this meeting of the hearts. I said to him, you know, sometimes, things just work out. It was the very best conversation we've had since BD.
Today I woke up to feeling kind of weird about being so open with him,
but decided sometimes honesty is best. Totally did not expect to hear from him for a few days.
But tonight he called. And said my mama had just texted him about how much fun she had here, and how proud she was of all the work I'd done on the house, etc. but the crazy part of that was that he called to tell me. Then we had the next best conversation. I was so happy, and I know he knew it. And in turn, he was a little more open. Kept talking about when he can come down, and how he's looking forward to it.
All of this to say, sometimes we may never understand why DB happen in our lives, but maybe sometimes, they are there but not even related to the marriage.
Let's watch and see where we go from here. But people, yesterday was GOLD in my life. And I would not have had that, without the heartache that preceded it. JUST SAYIN'


M-60 H-51
M-14 years
BD 12/26/16
S 1/1/17

"First the pain, then the rising."
Glennon Doyle Melton