Old Lesbians -

So here’s to the old lesbians. The ones with crew cuts and walkers. The ones in matching flannel with their partners of 40 years. The ones still going to protests, still planting tomatoes, still flirting at the farmer’s market.

They didn’t just survive. They built.

Blood might be thicker than water, but love is thicker than blood. The friends who show up for chemo, the ex who still brings soup, the neighbor who feeds your cats without being asked—that’s your tribe. old lesbians

Do you have an old lesbian in your life—or are you one? Share a memory, a name, or a lesson in the comments. Let’s make sure they’re never invisible again. So here’s to the old lesbians