Mama Bears

There is a small LGBTQ+ community in our small rural area. Due to safety concerns, they try to stay out of the spotlight, while offering friendship and support to those who need it. 

There is a group that is more willing to be in public, even though all the communities and the county commissioners in our county refused to issue an acknowledgement of Pride month.  

Actually the commissioners rescinded any acknowledgement at the courthouse where groups put little flags in the lawn or billboards for a week or month. They learned it was all or nothing.  So now there will be no more wooden cutouts of children for child abuse awareness or wooden cutouts like paper dolls to acknowledge abused women, or pink ribbons for breast cancer awareness, or any other symbol because otherwise they would have to let there be tiny little pride flags stuck in the lawn in June. Or even for a week in June. Or even for a day in June.  

These are the Mama Bears, moms of children who are LGBTQ+.  They heard I was an ally and asked me if I wanted to join them in a stroll through town to bring awareness that someone is there if you need some support. I was happy to participate (here we are in front of the courthouse). I am in all black because I misplaced my shirt. I am also carrying my American flag because I am American.

Tonight I am praying for the people in the middle east who are struggling with the aftermath of devastation. I am praying for our troops who are being sent into war.  And I am praying for their moms who have to be terrified.