My phone rang at three this morning.
On the line was my daughter, sobbing.
Most times that combo platter would strike terror in my heart but not last night. The tears sprang from joy. After months of leaving full time work to phone bank and organize for the defeat of the marriage amendment, after spending months with her partner gone to the trenches of voter ID battle, Leah heard the voice of her beloved state speak.
What she heard was that in Minnesota, we don’t countenance legislated barricades to full inclusion.
That is a voice the world and our state sore need to hear.
Tears indeed. Gratitude and wonder and hope live.
Here in Minnesota, they live.