“It matters not who you love, where you love, why you love,
when you love, or how you love.
It matters only that you love.”
~ John Lennon (source unknown)
I had a different post planned for today. You see, it’s our anniversary, and my thought was to write something related to that. Maybe about how we came home from Philadelphia this afternoon only to discover the fridge had leaked all over the kitchen floor and how — once again — our anniversary gift is a household appliance.
But like everyone else, I’m incredibly saddened and outraged by the mass shooting last night in Orlando that has, as of this writing, left 50 people dead and so many lives tragically, irrevocably changed.
I’m tired of the hatred and the anger, of the judgment and the stereotypes, of the inaction and ineffectiveness. I don’t understand why we fear those who are different from ourselves and why we cling to misconceptions and myths.
In a few minutes I’ll tumble into bed, exhausted from the last few days and the drive back home and the looming home repairs. In the last few minutes of this wedding anniversary, I won’t take for granted that I get to crawl into bed next to the person I love and who I am grateful to have celebrated 23 years with today. I’ll wonder why it is that my marriage and my relationship is somehow seen as better or more superior than someone else’s just because of who I love, where I love, why I love, when I love, and how I love.
And I’ll wish for a day when those divisions dissolve, and for there to be less hate and more love. For everyone.
This is post #14 of 99 in my 99 Days of Summer Blogging project.