I was at a meeting the other day where one of the speakers was saying that some of the work had been put on hold because ...
the self advocate who is part of the team is on her honeymoon.
The meeting went on but that simple statement was swirling around in my head. I had trouble focusing for a moment or two.
I couldn't help it.
I sank into history.
Remembering the dark times of institutionalization and gender segregation.
Remembering the dark times of community agencies with policies that forbade relationships.
Remembering the dark times of parents who fought to forbid their child ever loving another.
And though I know ...
deeply know ...
That these times are not over.
That there are many battles yet to fight.
That there are those who still forbid, still punish and still tyrannize the beating of another's heart.
But here, now, she is on her honeymoon. And we have to wait, for her to get back, for the work that belongs to her to be picked up again.
Here, now, a heart beats and a pair of hands has meaningful work waiting.