Creative Wednesdays – Keeping Faith

This is a piece I wrote a few months ago. It’s deeply personal, but I’d like to share it with all of you. For a little context, if you’ve followed me for a long time, you’ll have noticed that the name of my child has been changed in all my posts to Kate, my wonderful daughter, who told me she was fine with me sharing it:

Keeping Faith

I stopped believing in a higher power
A few years ago
But sometimes I wonder if I’m wrong
Driving down a dark road
There’s something coming with flashing lights
I pull over for ten seconds but
It’s only a tow truck and
I’m mad
In a hurry
Then I wonder if there was a reason
Like a deer up ahead that I just missed by those ten seconds
And I think about the deal I made with somebody’s god,
A long time ago
That if I could finally have a baby
I would love it forever no matter what
And when my beautiful boy came to me
Crying, saying
I’m in the wrong body
I’m really a girl
I didn’t think about the deal
Or anybody’s god
I just answered I will love you forever
No matter what
Then up ahead I see a doe and her fawn crossing the road
About ten seconds away
Enough time to slow down and remember
It takes two to make a bargain.

45 thoughts on “Creative Wednesdays – Keeping Faith

  1. Lynn Blair says:

    Thank you for sharing. I’m so glad to see you so open and accepting of your daughter. She’s in good hands. I can see that.

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  2. This is everything. Everything. When they give you that baby the first time, you count toes and fingers, and feel relief when they’re present in the quantity you expect, and you think, I’ve got this. But you don’t. You never do, ever, but you know you’d go to the moon and back for that baby. No matter what. No matter when. You’ve stunned with your words, Suzanne, and I’m so glad you’re in my life. I know Kate must feel similarly. Just love.

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  3. I’ve read this so many times now and it’s so beautiful and so profound and so honest, and so true.
    It made me think about a transgender friend who was rejected by his family, and I thought about how it doesn’t have to be that way.
    Sometimes the higher power is you.

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