Day 26. Unbreakable Chains...
Talking about our dreams makes me remember those we include in them. We've talked before about how people and events are drawn into our lives by our own choosing. This would be especially true for those we share our dreams with.
From Illusions: The bond of true family is not one of blood, but but of respect and joy in each other's life.
Looking at that quote, it seems pretty simple. Family is more than blood. Life makes it a lot more complicated sometimes, but it does come down to just that. I think children can teach us a lot about this.
Monday's decision by the Supreme Court to not hear cases this session regarding several States decisions to not allow gay marriage is what got me thinking about all this. The decision means that States that had their decisions overturned by the District Courts now have a reverse ruling and such marriages will be allowed. I wrote in a discussion on Facebook that I really don't have a horse in this fight, but would comment anyway.
I personally don't have much of an opinion on the subject: oddly it's one of few things I don't get hyped up about. What consenting adults do in their free time is up to them. I know the biblical arguments, I know the States rights issues, I've heard it from both sides. I prefer the Federal government stay out of everyone's bedroom... hell, out of the whole house but that ain't happening. If two adults think they have something that is enduring enough to commit to each other, let them have at it. God sorts it out in the end, I'm not wise enough to interfere in the meantime. What I do have an opinion on is the children.
I have a friend who's going through some hell right now. After over a decade in a relationship, and nearly five more after being married in California, it ended. Hey, relationships do that. Not the end of the world, people move on. Except for two little things. Two precious boys. She's now unable to see the twins she watched enter this world, that she nurtured and loved for three years. They're moments away right now, but she can't hug them. Can't read them a bedtime story. Can't tuck them in tonight. Because their birth parent is using two innocent boys as pawns. They don't deserve to have this happen to them, they have nothing to do with the adult situation.
I've only seen the boys once, when they were newborns. But I've watched them grow, through the pictures and stories my friend has shared. They are adorable, loving, hilarious little scamps. They love hugs and kisses. Right now, they're missing their Momma. Just like she's missing them. And there's not a damn thing she can do about it. Even the power of the highest court in the land can't fix this. Nothing can be done, it's beyond reach. Being nice after the breakup worked for a bit. Playing nice when that stopped working seemed to work for a bit. Now, it's a stone wall. Rejection at every turn.
One would think that she'd get discouraged. Eventually move past it, knowing there's no resolution waiting around the corner. I know that won't happen, she will never give up on seeing her boys. Because on both sides of that stone wall that has been set up between them, there's something stronger. That bond of true family. Unbreakable chains. Of love. Of laughter. They share respect. They share joy. Unbreakable chains.
Lesson Twenty Six: Do you have bonds with people you aren't genetically related to? Are you bonded with someone that you didn't grow up with, calling them brother or sister and meaning it? Do you have step-siblings that you don't use the word "step" when introducing them? Think about the people you've drawn into your life, and realize that blood doesn't mean everything. Unbreakable chains.
704 to go...
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