On June 1, the first day of Pride Month, I posted this story to my company's employee newsfeed. I know how fortunate I am to be safe and comfortable enough to do that. I wish everyone could feel that way. Each year at the beginning of June, I think about Edie Windsor and Thea Speyer.… Continue reading may we all
Tag: coming out
the telling
For some reason — I don’t remember why — same-sex marriage had been in the news around June of 2012. That Sunday night, as I grappled with what my own coming out story would be, we talked about it at a family dinner. Someone in my family said that they didn’t understand it. They didn’t… Continue reading the telling
baggage claim
I couldn’t have known it that night I found myself laying on the carpeted floor of the basement in our old house on Catherine Street – with the land line pressed hard against my ear – that you and I were having our coming out at the same time. It was the dead of summer.… Continue reading baggage claim
pride thoughts 2021
Every year in June, I think about Edie Windsor and Thea Speyer. Though they’re both gone now, in the not too distant past, Edie (in her 80s) fought a long battle to have her marriage to Thea legally recognized. She refused to give up on the promise of America. And she refused to shrink any… Continue reading pride thoughts 2021
pride: til then, we walk
A year and a half before I was born… The way that I love was illegal. In most parts of the world. Loving like me was considered a mental health disorder. It was illegal for people like me to hold hands or kiss their partner in public. Bars didn’t serve people who love, or look,… Continue reading pride: til then, we walk
my mother’s shoes
From May 2019. Last Thursday morning I gave a talk to staff about my “leadership journey”. HR asked me to do it nearly a year ago when they were planning this year’s course catalogue and I’d given a hasty yes, thinking I had a whole year to figure out what to say. And then I… Continue reading my mother’s shoes
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