Epiphany

Have you ever had an epiphany?¹ Sure, I am extremely thoughtful most of the time. I ponder things, mull them over. I am not quick to judge. Most of the time, when I form an opinion, it is after a lot of thought. I am not saying I am right, but I am saying that it takes me a while for me to form an opinion. So because of this, I rarely have epiphanies.

A while back, I went to a party and had an epiphany. And it really though me for a loop.²

I went to a party recently, and I had an epiphany. This is not one of those things that it is comfortable to discuss, so those not wanting to read somebody bear ones soul should go to the next blog on their list.

I was having a charming time at the party – eating yummy hors d'œuvre and such. There were these cute twins at the party, maybe five years old. And I was talking to their Dad and some other guy. We talked and talked, and then it hit me, "They were both their Dads."

I was completely taken aback. For those of you who have not read all of my posts, I am infertile. I have known this for a number of years, and so, I have had time to ponder things. Like how difficult adoption can be, for instance. And I have heard that homosexual men should not adopt children.

Thoughtfully, I reasoned that the best parents for children, adopted or otherwise, would be two adults, one male, one female. But after seeing these two well-adjusted kids, I thought to myself, "Perhaps I over thought this."

Perhaps I am full of crap.

Here I am, thinking I am so "open minded" and all, and after weighing all of what I considered the facts, I really thought two homosexual men were less able to care for a child than a heterosexual couple. Oh, and you know, I thought the same thing about a lesbian couple.

Yeah, there is Leesa, full of crap.

I thought, as some research alludes to, it is in the child's best interest to have one male and one female parent. Men are from Mars, women from Venus. Men and women are different (to spite the 70s mantra that I truly believed for so long), and because of this, obviously men and women can contribute differently to the live of a child.

Then I met these two wonderfully happy children. And I thought about love, about discipline, about . . . about being good parents. And then I got knocked off my horse.

Here I am, trying to be all open-minded, and in the back of my well-thought-out mind, I am completely dissing people because of their various private parts. Just because two people have penises does not mean they would make bad parents.

I mean, I sometimes feel hip because when I was a college co-ed, I spent one wonderful week being a girlfriend's lover. I was young, confused, and for a brief time, in love. I did not stop the relationship because of some verse in the Bible. I stopped it because I wanted something different in my life. Including children. Funny thing is that here I sit, sans children. Off the point.

Point being that two men (or two women) can be wonderful couples, wonderful parents. And until that dinner party, I had no idea because I was just looking at the situation with my head and not my heart. I think it is best to use the head, the heart and the soul on such matters, and in that dinner party, I did just that. All at once. Knocked me off my horse.

And you know, getting up off of the ground after being knocked off, I did not care that I was wrong for so long.

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¹I am not talking about the feast on the 6th of January associated with the visit of the three wise men to the infant Jesus; I am talking about a sudden revelation.

²Remember in the Bible when Saul was knocked off of his horse? Before he changed his name to Paul and wrote all of those books in the Bible. I guess talking mano a mano with God would do that. Or would it be mano a Dios?