As I relax and listen to the good ol’ Bob Dylan, I ponder about this month’s theme: pride. I’m not going to pretend to understand the struggles through which the members of the LGBTQ community go through. But I certainly empathize with it. I cannot imagine having to take on the world just because you’re being you. I feel like this month – now coming to an end – represents way more than this community. It represents anyone who believes that you can be whoever you want – no questions asked. Pride yourself.
A few days ago I was having a conversation with my husband about the LGBTQ community because of a podcast I’d listen. It was a news podcast interviewing an owner of a bakery somewhere in Arizona, refusing to cater to a gay wedding. The guy went on to say that when he makes a cake for any ceremony, he feels like a part of it. And he didn’t want to be a part of this celebration. Unsettled by this I wondered why would anyone not want to be a part of a wedding, regardless of who’s getting married. It’s not our place to judge, and it certainly (should be) people’s rights to get married to whoever they want. Pride yourself.
In times of great injustice, we truly have come a long way. But there’s still so much to conquer. And it’s sad that we do indeed have to conquer these things. Since they should be granted. We could be talking about a lot of different issues. And I cannot imagine anyone telling me that I cannot marry someone. Let alone being mocked, judged, attacked or killed for it. It’s an unfair society the one we live in. And the more I grow up, the more I realize that. The one good thing about this Trump era – and hopefully it’s the only time I have to mention him – is that people are standing up. People are talking and protesting and demanding their rights. Hopefully, we’ll all come out stronger on the other side.