My Mama The Minister
My mother has this habit of throwing odd ideas at me from out of nowhere. We were this afternoon and I forget what the conversation was about when suddenly she asks me, "What do you think about me marrying you."
I was like, "What!?! What the Hell are you talking about?"
She says, "Marrying you. You know, you and your partner."
Now I was really confused. So she starts elaborating.
"I'm thinking about becoming a minister and marrying Gay couples. I have been thinking a lot about why I'm here, and why I was sent a Gay child, and what I can do."
I was stunned, speechless, touched, and bewildered all at once. What do you say to that? I said, "Well, I don't have a problem with that. But you know it is not an easy process to become a minister and you'll have to find a church and the weddings aren't legal."
She said in that perfectly calm, rational way of hers, "Oh, I know. I'm just putting the thought out there. I'm not making any moves yet."
All of my life I have tried to understand how my mother makes these mental jumps in conversations. I was raised by her and have attempted to analyze her behavior and I am still none-the-wiser. And yet it all makes sense in it's own strange way. Go figure.
