Widow 101

For this field to grow, it must be shown love.

This corn does not care what the farmer looks like—their gender, their skin color, their background. It only responds to what it is given: care, consistency, and light. It grows not because of who the farmer is, but because of how the farmer loves.

The field doesn’t ask questions about who is allowed to tend it. It only flourishes when it is nurtured.

And isn’t that exactly what love teaches us?

Much like in nature, real love must be cared for and nurtured. It must be rooted in truth, watered with trust, and exposed to the light. The kind of love where one heart is deeply entwined with another does not see gender, color, or labels. It simply knows what it needs to grow: safety, acceptance, and room to be.

During Pride Month, we honor the beauty and truth of that kind of love — love that dares to exist beyond the boundaries others try to impose. Love between two women. Love between two men. Love from those who are nonbinary, trans, or queer. Love that is loud, soft, tender, complicated, sacred, and real.

This month is more than rainbow flags and parades. It’s a celebration of the right to love and be loved without shame. It’s a call to affirm that LGBTQIA+ people deserve to thrive — not just to survive. To grow without apology. To be tended to with dignity. To be seen fully, and loved fully, too.

If the field can recognize love through action, why can’t we?

Love is not a concept owned by any one group. Like sunlight and rain, it belongs to all of us. And when we offer it freely — without prejudice or condition — we create a world where all love has the chance to bloom.

This Pride Month, may we learn from the field.
Love grows where it is nurtured. Love thrives where it is safe.
And love, real love, does not discriminate.

Happy Pride 🌈