Auntie, Get the Gun!

You can tell a lot about a family by the stories people tell.

pistolToday, my sister told us about the time my aunt hid a pistol in the piano. Everything seemed okay until her younger sister, my mother, began to practice her piano lesson. My aunt did not say anything, and waited for what she was sure would be an explosion.

I had heard the story before. But I had never thought about how improbable it seems that my aunt, who always seemed afraid of so much of life, would actually handle a gun.

I realized that although my aunt seemed old-maid-ish, she was actually pretty tough.

The longer I live the more I realize the limits we place on ourselves, and our doubts about others, can be eased. Life often demands more of us than we think we can deliver, and, amazingly, we rise to the occasion.

For me, God helps, especially when I find myself staring up a steep slope of uncharted territory.

By the way, my aunt eventually got the gun out of the house, with no harm done. So thank you, Auntie Grace, for setting a good example by getting the gun!

Published by

Robin Hawley Gorsline

Robin is a poet (claiming this later in life) and Queer Theologian--reflecting a soul of hope and faith and joy and justice/shalom. He is happily married to Dr. Jonathan Lebolt (20 years and counting), the proud parent of three glorious daughters (and grateful to two wonderful sons-in- law and a new one soon!), and the very proud "Papa" to Juna (6) and Annie (3).

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s