Hope For a New Day
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I intended to write a chapter today, but that’s unlikely now. It’s not that I’ve hit writer’s block, it’s that I didn’t have any time. Originally, I had the day off, but I took a shift for a friend and then had to go to a family gathering. I’m just now sitting down to begin, coffee in hand (no sleep for me tonight!), and I’m still going to try for it, but I think it’s going to be an impossible task.
But something completely unexpected occurred today, for which I am exceptionally grateful. My dad bought a copy of my book! Considering he knew it had LGBT-romantic elements in it, I didn’t expect him to ever be willing to buy one, but he did. And I think this is probably the moment where I’ve felt the most supported by him in my entire life.
Because for the first time, I feel like, even though we disagree fundamentally on the issue of homosexuality, he’s willing to support me following my own path in life, and he’s willing to support me pursuing my dreams of becoming a writer. I know he may never be fully supportive of LGBT rights, or of many of my choices in life, but it’s amazing to know that at least he’s still in my corner.
Gives me hope that if I ever did decide to get married — which isn’t remotely on the table right now, and probably never will be — he’ll actually attend my wedding. For the record, let it be known now, despite being on the bisexual spectrum I won’t ever marry a woman. That is something I can guarantee. It’s nothing against women, so please don’t take it that way. They just don’t do the same thing for me that men do. I may be in the middle, but it’s clear who’s heavier on the scale.
The hope is nice, but I know I can’t sit here in hope land. Just because I’ve had one good thing happen, doesn’t mean my work is done. There’s others out there I need to reach, other people who need the message I have to share. I want to keep communicating, keep writing to those souls who need a bit more love in their lives.
And maybe, with a little luck, I can change some minds and hearts. Wouldn’t that be something, eh?
I’m sure you could do it, too. Have you hugged your art today? If not, you should get to it. It misses you, and the world misses it to, even if it may not know it yet.
Peace and love,
Samuel D. Roe (Cynus)
Written on 8/12/2017
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