{"id":4387,"date":"2013-05-10T12:21:14","date_gmt":"2013-05-10T16:21:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sistahsontheshelf.com\/?p=4387"},"modified":"2020-05-08T07:26:59","modified_gmt":"2020-05-08T11:26:59","slug":"just-this-sistahs-opinion","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/?p=4387","title":{"rendered":"Just This Sistahs Opinion: Happy Mother&#8217;s Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"giphy-embed\" src=\"https:\/\/giphy.com\/embed\/snRRzrLjqGcQ8\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em><span style=\"color: #800000;\">Happy Mother&#8217;s Day<\/span><\/em><\/h2>\n<p><em>A story about my mom&#8230;<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Last week, my mother and I were watching the local 6 o&#8217;clock news. One report that grabbed our attention was a story about domestic partnership registry becoming available in our city. Now both gay and straight couples can register to be granted rights as unmarried couples or couples whose marriages or aren\u2019t recognized under state law. Under the registry, domestic partners can make health-care and end-of-life decisions for one another, visit one another in the hospital or jail and take part in educational decisions of their children. It&#8217;s a big step for our sleepy college town.<\/p>\n<p>Watching two\u00a0men sign the papers to have their\u00a0relationship recognized, my mother made her trademark sound of, &#8220;Mmmmmm.&#8221; It&#8217;s the noise she makes when something doesn&#8217;t agree with her (think of the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=HYRm4-AYuiI\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8220;ooooh&#8221; cat<\/a> from Puss in Boots, and you get the picture).<\/p>\n<p>Then the next thing she said is, &#8220;You better not go up there!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She meant City Hall to register a domestic partnership with my girlfriend.<\/p>\n<p>My back was facing her, so I couldn&#8217;t see her face. But I knew my mother, in her usual fashion, was half-joking, half-serious. While my relationship is no secret to her,\u00a0it doesn&#8217;t exactly motivate her to run though the streets, announcing her baby daughter has a female partner.<\/p>\n<p>So I laughed and returned the joke, &#8220;I&#8217;m grown. And what are you gonna do if I do?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>To which my mom replied with a smile, &#8220;You just better not be up there.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Despite my mother&#8217;s warning that I stay away from City Hall with a black pen in hand,\u00a0I know she\u00a0wants the best for me in all aspects of my life. My sexuality is still a tender\u00a0spot for her (it will get better), but\u00a0she loves and accepts <strong><span style=\"color: #800000;\">me<\/span><\/strong>.\u00a0As long as I&#8217;m happy, I believe that&#8217;s all she cares about.<\/p>\n<p>She knows I&#8217;m happy.<\/p>\n<p>No matter whom I&#8217;ve dated, her love remains unchanging. She always calls me when I don&#8217;t call her after a couple of days, threatens to stay a week with me when I&#8217;m sick, and\u00a0detects even the slightest distress notes in my voice.<\/p>\n<p>Most importantly, my mother prays for me.\u00a0Every morning, she sits\u00a0for a spell with\u00a0her Bible, and her talks with God\u00a0ensure her\u00a0child is safe,\u00a0healthy and\u00a0in His hands.<\/p>\n<p>My mother&#8217;s\u00a0prayers, I&#8217;m sure, have kept me.<\/p>\n<p>And for Mother&#8217;s Day, and all the days between, I&#8217;m thanking God for her.<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Just This Sistahs Opinion<\/strong> is column about lesbian literature and life.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Happy Mother&#8217;s Day A story about my mom&#8230; Last week, my mother and I were watching the local 6 o&#8217;clock news. One report that grabbed our attention was a story about domestic partnership registry becoming available in our city. Now both gay and straight couples can register to be granted rights as unmarried couples or [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":""},"categories":[12],"tags":[165,318,327,326],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4387"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4387"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4387\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7254,"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4387\/revisions\/7254"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4387"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=4387"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.sistahsontheshelf.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=4387"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}