Dinner, Part II
Well, I promised to let you know the results of coming out to two friends from high school.
First of all, let me say how much they both are like they were in high school. One is still a little off-centre, off-beat. The other is still serene and sweet. And they’re still friends!
We went to dinner and when the question came up about what MCC was, I took a deep breath and plunged in. The story of leaving the United Methodist Church and transferring to MCC was quickly told, and I looked from one face to the other.
“It must have been very difficult for you to do that,” said Off-Beat. “I’m impressed that you were able to speak your truth.”
“The church has a ways to go,” said Serene.
And that was it.
Now, the emails may have flown fast and furious the next day, I don’t know. But the rest of the evening passed uneventfully, just three friends hanging out talking, drinking the white wine and iced tea. And when she dropped me off, Serene said, “Be sure to let me know when you’re in town next so we can get together.”
So it was not a mad act, nor did it prove very interesting. Which is just fine with me. Anticlimax is my friend.