Woman's Voice: To WHOM am I speaking?
Partner: To whom am I speaking?
Voice: Is this Sherry?
Partner: Hang on, I'll get her for you.
I haven't heard from my mom in six years, my mom has told my family I am demonized (and she doesn't even know I'm pagan!!), but she cut me off specifically because I am gay.
I had called my youngest brother the other day to get her phone number because I was filling out a family health history and I needed to fill in some blanks. And, after all, it is THEIR rules not mine. But I couldn't get through. So mom heard I had been calling them and decides that is a good reason to break her silence.
For 45 minutes she chitty chats with me about various family members, liberally sprinkled with "theocratic" references, assemblies, brother and sister so&so's, etc. She did not ask me specifically about my life ONE time!! Particularly funny though was this one particular interchange when she references my youngest brother (whom a few from this area have met) and she claims he called her in the middle of the night to tell her he had a boyfriend. (He is married.) She goes on about how devastated and heartbroken she and my dad are to find out that one of their children is gay. Now mind you my oldest brother came out when he was 18 and he is in he is currently 55 years old. I have been out for six years. The fact that the situation didn't happen makes me think she wanted me to engage in some sort of argument or conversation about it in which she could then lament my fate. I just told her that someone must have been playing a joke on her because he is NOT gay.
About 3/4 of the way through the conversation Kim is cracking up laughing and whispers to me that I have been (the whole time) saying the words "gosh" and "darn", guess that went on automatic pilot I wasn't even aware of it!
At any rate, I didn't offer anything except that I was well and happy, I didn't argue with her at any time nor rise to any bait. Which, if you knew me would astound you! She and I have butted heads all our life! The truly amazing thing though was that not once was I stressed, or anxious, or pissed or anything else. If anything I was laughing to myself about the whole thing, it really is comical once you don't take it on personally.
After I hung up I told Kim, well she's going to have to say a good half dozen extra prayers to purge THAT guilt!