Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Every time I take my kids out in public the mother's look at me with the empathy in their eyes. Today at the doctor office, I had DC strapped to me and was holding Cletus' hand trying to live through the 25 minute wait in the office. And mother after mother had the knowing look in their eyes. The closer their children were in age the more their smile and eyes said as we passed each other, particularly when Cletus kept making a break for it to the elevators. Honestly as a butch lesbian, I have never felt such a bond with women I didn't know. It was weird.