So I’ve watched the Whitney Houston “Can I Be Me” documentary several times. I miss her so much. I remember when I heard that she had passed away. I was so stunned and so sad, it was hard to process. Even though it was 2012, I’m still admittedly processing how such a soulful, talented icon’s life could be cut so short.
I ‘m so glad, so relieved that I followed my heart & opened Urban Playology. If you build it, they WILL come. I revel in supporting faith-conflicted families struggling with the prospective or confirmed sexual minority status of a loved one. Its super tough for families, especially families of color who sometimes worry about how the addition of yet another minority marker could/would affect their loved one’s life trajectory.
Meanwhile there’s this amazingly talented, beautiful person on the other end of the family’s grief, trying to figure out if it’s at all worth it to stick around in this life. That maybe the greatest gift they can offer to their family is to fade away into silence.
In these situations, it’s my job, my privilege, my honor to hold onto the rainbow of hope that emerges from the ashes of such despair. The rainbow always emerges.