I know, you're all dying to hear the scoop on Jude and R. Well I've got it; and I'm dishing! Ready? They're perfect. If I had met them individually, I would have loved them. But together, they're like
a wink and a smile, peas and carrots, Gilbert and Sullivan.
Jude, in a word? Sweet. Guys, listen. Jude is very possibly the sweetest soul on this precious earth. She is gentle and soft-spoken. She tends to R with such attention! Always asking if she's OK or if she needs something. Jude obviously in word and deed adores R. (It occurs to me that I've made R sound like an invalid. She's not. Her toes are broken.)
About Equality, Jude is passionate without being a fanatic. She brings a cool head and vast knowledge of the law and the history of civil rights struggles, gay and otherwise. She's fighting the good fight with her words and her photos. With unrivaled resolve and stoicism, Jude too "has a dream."
R, for her part, dotes on Jude. With what's left of her Jersey Girl accent, she lovingly tells the good and the bad with brutal honesty, self-reflection that would make Freud proud, and always a casual but mindful hand on Jude's knee or shoulder. She watches her when she's any distance away, and smiles when Jude turns to come back. R has style, class, wit and brains. Nobody could fault Jude for being smitten.
They are a testament to love, the enduring blessing of forgiveness, and the promise of good things for good people. I feel wholly honored that they came all this way to peek in on us and the kiddies.
We had a blast.
You got Cancer? Yeah . . . But it doesn't have you. R has you, and we have you, and we are something fierce. I mean, Rocket is security for the love of God - She blew Ida away, you know.
