This Kind of Love

This kind of love.

This week Kent and I went to see Sister Hazel at The Grenada Theater in Dallas with a group of friends. The couple on the right was with a group of their friends who were standing right in front of us. The Grenada is the kind of theater where it is 90% standing room so there is nowhere to put your purse or other belongings. This dude in front of his carried his girlfriend’s purse slung across his body messenger bag style for the entire evening. It was clearly not his purse. It was her purse but he held it for her. The whole concert. It was really sweet. They hugged and kissed and swayed and held their hands in the air. It was beautiful. As she said to my friend Nanette when she spoke with them, he doesn’t mind holding my purse, he is very comfortable with who he is.

This kind of love.

The picture on the left is another couple from the concert. They were seated in the assigned seats to the left of us, but I couldn’t help noticing them. They were a lesbian couple and I loved how comfortable and safe they felt out at the concert. Many times I think LGBT couples are reticent to show their affection in a physical way in public because of the fear of judgement. But I think there is something about live music. Something in the sharing of such an intimate event with strangers that can put people at ease. I enjoyed seeing them hold hands, put an arm around each other and even steal a kiss. The way they treated each other had a tenderness about it. It made me happy.

This kind of love.

momanddad

Today is my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary. 50 years y’all. What an amazing thing. My parents have taught me a lot about marriage and this kind of love. They laugh. They dance. They forgive. They carry. They pursue. They connect. They are equal. They are a team. They give. They are the light in each other’s eye, the strength in each other’s weakness and the epitome of what it means to be better together. I am honored to be their daughter.

Sister Hazel sang a beautiful song Thursday night called This kind of love. I would like to dedicate it to my mom and dad today.

This kind of love is what I want for all of you. For all of us. Because when we all know this kind of love, wars will cease, hearts will be content, everyone will be accepted and the world will be a much better place.

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