Is It Okay To Be Gay? (A poem in 55 words)

Hey, all. I have read all comments, and love you ALL!!!

As Hootin’ Anni says, this shouldn’t be a question anyone has to ask. Yet some do ask it, and if someone should find this poem via a Google search because they are worried about who they are, I hope it will leave him or her feeling a little better. There is so much judgement and hate against homosexuality. Why can’t we all just live and let live in love?

If I had a gay child or other relative I would never disown them, I’d actually give them EXTRA love.

Love will be the answer.

Friends, I’ll be super-busy the next couple days, with not so much computer time. Kelly’s birthday — plus continuing to prepare my guitar and new lyrics before going back into the studio — I may not be answering each comment on this post individually. I hope you will understand.

xoxo

Ahhh, so nice to be back here with you all.

Kelly’s birthday post is all ready to go now.

And I kicked buttocks on guitar today. I mean I did some great practice — whoo-hoo. I’m back in the studio in a couple weeks. I am SO busting out of my musical box.

Darlings, I’m not sure how many comments I’ll get to tonight but let me give it the olde college try.

Dearest Daisy, yes, she’s a cutie. Unbrella photos taken at her school. I had my new rainbow site buttons already up, she had that umbrella in the car and I thought it would make for a great photo to match. The poem actually came to me later in the morning.

Dearest G-Man — I couldn’t believe I was first, I actually felt almost too bold, but bold is how things get done some times, eh? Maybe I’ll be first again next week! And put up a funny one. (You rock, of course!)

Dearest Brian — ahh, my song — my highly illustrious song video?? Yes, I havne’t always known how to love, but I think I’m getting pretty darn good at it the more I practice. I do realize love — NOT Coke — is it!

Dearest Davina, having already read Lance’s comment below about it not being beet juice, I think it must be grape juice. But perhaps fermented a day or two. After all those yucky miscarriages and such, I think of her always as my shiniest rainbow. Can’t believe she’s going to be NINE!!! OMG. How? How is this possible??

Dearest Monkey Man of Columbia River basalt cliffs (loving your series!) See my first comment (to Daisy) as to how this post jumped out of nowhere. Umbrella Girl tie-dyed that shirt at a birthday party a few years ago. It used to fit like a dress on her, now just a shirt.

Dearest KB — love really IS all we need. Well, and donuts too! But seriously, love is all. I used to think that was trite, but I know it’s the one truth. Motherhood and blogging have opened my eyes and heart to SO much greatness.

Dearest Fireblossom, well funny meeting a nice gal like you in a den of funiquity like this! Do you like your new button?? That reminds me, a new one should go up for some other unsuspecting blogger soon.

Dearest Clean & Crazy – that umbrella was purchased at a local H.E.B. supermarket for, I think $12.99, plus tax. Maybe $13.99. It can also be seen in this post, when my pix were a mere 740 px wide. http://www.janniefunster.com/2010/06/17/dear-girl-who-got-your-cast-off-today/ That was was a hard day because she couldn’t swim with her cast,let alone go in the water. I wish you much luck in your rainbow umbrella adventure!

And now for a little water break…

xoxoxoxoxo

Dearest Thom, it sucks that it’s easier said than done. Yep,luckily there are lots of really great people to be friends with, love and support can come from many sources. Maybe in time all walls of prejudice will be kicked down forever!! (and thanks for the buttocks visual)

Dearest Hootin’ Anni, “judge not lest thee be judged” I believe is a good way to go. Except — I do judge when people try to hurt others, I judge the behavior of meaness, bullying and / or just not being nice as being unacceptable.

Dearest Akelamalu, awesome Akelamalu — umbrella $12.99. It’s now officially mine as of this morning — she traded me for my burgundy colored one which is smaller than the rainbow one. Great trade for me, I think!

Dearest Denise, yes, a nice fresh up-to-the minute photo!! And her birthday one in the newer post, I took yesterday afternoon. We do like to keep things in the NOW here in Funsterland.

Dearest Vodka Logic! Wow, is that really YOU? Welcome! Thanks, your words fall on appreciative ears.

Dearest Dot, I haven’t turned on the news lately. Good call on that, I say!

Dearest Eric — yo!! I think the lesson is acceptance. And love. I’ll tell the cutie pie you wish her a happy day today. I went out before she awoke and bought here a baloon bouquet and she’s been carrying it from room to room ever since she got up. Funny kid.

Dearest Mona — love is love — you got that right, Sistah! I think overall hearts and minds are opening more and more to all kinds of love, and I like that!! (Birthday Girl over singing at her computer at the moment.)

Dearest Evita. Evita! Well, you should know about living messages, since your whole life is one! Beautiful words, as usual. Thank you so much.

Dearest Lance of the non-beet-juice persuasion… I LOVE beets, have I ever mentioned that? Mom makes pickeled beets to make a grown girl cry. Ah, now I am crying a bit missing Mom’s beets. I also like beet souffle, beet and beef sandwiches, and beet/lemon pie.

Dearest Lynn — love rocks is a bumper sticker on your heart, isn’t it, you lovely one??

Dearest Mama Zen — funny but Kelly is going to a rock climbing / bowling birthday party for one of her little friends today. And her own party is tomorrow.

Dearest Alice Audrey, never heard the term “fag hag” before. You made me Google. One of the saddest parts of me is my friend Nic dying of a heart attack. He was an awesome, awesome person who just happened to be gay. He died over 10 years ago, and I still can’t believe he’s gone. And man — could he sing the old jazz standards. Too bad I didn’t sing well then, would’ve been fun to duet with him.

Dearest Caity — thanks. So great to see you again. Hope you are well!? Been thinking of you.

Dearest lovely everybody else, I have to go now.

I’ll talk to you all later!!

xoxoxo

Dearest Jeanne, your comment touched me to the heart when it came in the other day, and touched me deeply again when I read it just now, from the sadness over the hurt caused gays for persecution for who they are. Every human is equal, and dererves no ridicule for anything they were born with. And you touched me with laughter again as I read the last quote!! I like to think maybe your friend you went to the wedding with did find enough love and understanding to have died in peace. And I hope the same for your friend’s daughter, that she will find loving acceptance. Sounds like you are a great example for tolerance and I am lucky to call you friend.

Dearest William, thanks! It’s been so long since I saw this post you made me look twice to see what the pix were. yes, — some bright, eh??

Oh. My Freaking. Heck!! Glenn Buttkus!? Is that you?? Wow, no more BB punk rock gravatar for you! Awesome. But you’ve lost too much weight, non?? Lovely comment, thanks.

Dearest Teresa, sometimes we have to get serious to get light again, right? Thanks for your comment, as ususal.

Dearest Secret Agent Woman, thank you very much. Love is love, Aimee Mann wrote that in a song I like a lot. You ever heard it?

Dearest Someone Is Special — and YOU are special. Sounds like we are on the same paths with these 55s — yours of true love.

Dearest JoyChristin — wow, I LOVE your poem, just beautiful. Go for those dreams with a loving heart always. THAT and you so totally rock.

Dearest Hilary “respect and acceptance” sounds like a very very good way to go for me. I had the idea of trying some kind of rainbow header for a while. I think it’s cute!! But what shall I move onto next? Seaside creatures, leaves of trees, dark blue and terra cotta petites fleures? Endless — these design possibilities, yay!! i loves me some Photoshop (well, a Photoshop knock-off, but still a darn good program.)

Thank you Dearest Joanny — lovely words. And sorry — I’m a bit behind (story of my life) on reading blogs. But I love your blogging. And your words, thanks. Love one another is the way to go.

Dearest Nessa — Amen, Sis-tah! And let a smile be your umbrella — and laughing out loud even when you dont feel like it — is the best medicine ever.

Dearest Jingle, the game of being gay, eh? Any game where we’re loving and respecting others, and living wiht laughter is a great way to play!!

Dearest Weyrd One, you still popping in here in October? Glad you received the sentiment in the loving and accepting way it was meant. We are all people, let’s be nice to each other.

Dearest Sheila — I remember the headstones of the 2 gay guys on your post, that was so sweet. I’m sure they loved well, and wish the same for all under God’s loving creation.

Dearest Tess, the first photo I liked best, anyway. Ooo, as a Jannie who is soon to move towards a good camera, this word of “1200″ draws me in very much. I’ll be camera crazy for a while as I see which one I want!!

Dearest Alice Audrey — that’s cool! It’s weird but losing a friend touched me in an almost stronger way than losing close relatives — it’s a different kind of grief. But that’s life. We all will pass on, but meet again. So why not make the most of this moment to love!!

Dearest Sweet Thomma Lyn, whom I love, miss, and think of sweetly. You are still as awesome as ever!!! No, you’re now officially Beyond Super-Awesome!! I love when you pop in here. Sorry I’ve been more busy than usual to read wonderful blogs (like yours) as I’d like to.

xoxoxoxoxoxoxo