by Hellon
I like how you have named the cafe and, I believe it's a real place not fictional...it instantly brings the reader sitting at the table beside you, feeling the frostiness in the atmosphere. |
This is sad but wonderful in equal measures! Wonderful how you've described both your surroundings and feelings of you and your mother. I love how you're guilt and shame free, as you should be, but also how you understand that her response is one of fear. |
This deeply has touched my heart and I just can picture that moment. I sense a certain coldness while you are pouring out your heart. I do strongly believe that people are born a certain way and nobody has the right to judge. People will fear the unknown rather then trying to understand it. That will never change it is unfortunate. Thank you for sharing and I will add to my favorite. All the very best to you |
by Ben Pickard
Coincidentally or not, MA, I watched a movie last night from 2001 called 'Lost and Delirious' (Piper Perabo and Jessica Ware) and it's about two girls who fall in love at school and the obvious hardships/torment they go through. But there's a scene in it where one girl replies to another 'Are you serious? A f.....k lesbian? we're not f....g lesbians, we're just two people in love!" (or some such - it was along those lines). The point is, the sex of two people is unimportant; it is the love between them that counts. |
by Brenda
Mary Anne, I am glad this is nominated, it needs to be front page. I'm sorry your mom is having such a hard time accepting you for you. Stay strong, stick to your beliefs and who you love is who you love. Unfortunately you will always have people who won't accept you, never let them to deter you from being your true self. Hugs- |
by Abed
An arrow to the core. Beautiful. |
I don't think whatever we do we can really fit in with our Mothers ideas or expectations. They come from a different generation with different experiences and outlooks on life. I am so much the opposite of my mother in character, expectations and out look on life that if she was not my mother and I didn't love her I sometimes wonder if we would still stay in touch at all. |
Thank you to every one of you for reading and for your continued support <3 |
by Em (marmite)
I am speechless |
This is beautiful. You have me feeling for you and feeling for your mum you've written it so well. |