I choose to believe the label “godmother” means something. I was connected to my godmother by the ceremony, and the birthday cards, and the word itself. She wanted to be that for me. I don’t believe in the holiness of the water fountain the priest dunked Sasha’s head into, but I believe in my love for my friend and her daughter. And I believe that’s enough.
Rumpus contributor Sara Finnerty has an emotional essay about what the meaning of being a godparent is over at Role/Reboot even if it means not believing in god.