Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner?
The telephone rings. It’s your son whom you have not seen for many months. You are delighted to hear from him. "Mom, can I drop by this weekend?” he asks. "Honey, I’d love that!” you quickly respond. "It’s about time. We’ve really missed you, and I wish you’d come to visit more often.” As you are saying goodbye, the bombshell is dropped. "We’ll be there about 6 o’clock,” he says. We? You suddenly realize that he and his lover plan to come to dinner. What do you do? Do you immediately tell him not to come? After such a joyful
- Anita Worthen
Silent no more
As long as I remember, I was different and in South Africa where I grew up, there is a myth: if you walk under a rainbow it will change your sex. I tried running under every rainbow I saw! My parents once admitted to me they had wanted a boy; when I came out as a girl, they often treated me as a boy. I wasn’t angry with this because I actually wanted to be a boy.
As a child, my parents fought a lot. My dad was easily angered. I was told I pushed my father away since I was four. Growing up, I always felt uneasy around men.
We attended church on Sundays. Our church didn’t
July 20, 2016 - Wilna van Beek