Open Arms

I just finished crying when Preston and William came into my room this morning at 6:07am. Preston asked, “Mom, why are you frowning?”

“Our church did something very sad. They are making it very difficult for a certain group of children to get baptized among other things. It's upsetting when the leadership of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints does things that make it difficult for people to be like Jesus Christ. They shouldn’t make it difficult for children to get baptized.”

William interjected, “Even if they are 8 years old!? Why would they do that?”

I continued, “Remember how we talked about different types of families? Some families have two mommies. Some have two daddies. Some have only one mommy and no daddy. Some have a daddy and no mommy. Some have lots of mommies. There are many different types of families. The children that come from families that don’t look like ours are being treated poorly. They didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just sheer silliness.”

Preston responded, “No, it isn’t silliness. It’s a disaster!”

William hugged me, “Mom, why are you wet? Are those your tears?”

“Yes. It’s a thing mommies do sometimes. We just love our children so much that when other people’s children are hurt, we cry for their children too.”

Preston continued, “Mom, I know we fight sometimes, but I don’t think I could have better parents than you and Dad.”

Our family isn’t perfect, but our family welcomes your family with open arms.