Marriage Resolution; Freedom to Marry Week pt. 3

It’s Freedom to Marry Week, so perhaps it’s not surprising. But, this morning as I was having my morning cuddle with the boy (decked out to the nines today — many a sparkle to be seen), he says to me, “Tell me about long ago when there were different rules for getting married. Who couldn’t get married?” I explained to him, alas, that the rules only changed in our state, and that they changed within his lifetime. I know I wrote some about this conversation yesterday, but I kid you not, he brought it up today. So we had a little refresher conversation, after which Q vowed to “cast a spell on everyone” so that they say two women can get married or two men can get married.

He was appalled that folks in California changed their mind about letting queer folks get married. Appalled. Again, I call on you to listen to the logic of a 5 year old. It’s simple: if you’re allowed to do something one day, you can’t just change your mind the next.

If he could sign the marriage resolution, he would. Maybe now’s the time for an email address?

Please let your voice be heard and sign.

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It’s all about love, part 2

My son likes to talk about “long long ago when people thought gay people shouldn’t get married.” For him, it’s long ago, in the scope of his almost 6 years of life. And only because we live in Massachusetts. To him and his friends (when I’m lucky enough to hear them talk of it), marriage equality is a no-brainer. It’s simple: two people love each other and they want to get married. While he’s working out how to name the future relationships that he’ll have with his two best friends, both girls (one will be his wife, the other the roommate; no, both wives; no, one the wife, one the aunt; no, both roommates…), he’s using evidence from what he knows: it’s all about love. The people you love are those you want to spend the rest of your life with.

Not many would argue with the simple logic of a five year old. Yet too many fear that that logic will impinge on their lives, their loves, their children. If my marriage is somehow hurting your child (and how might that be?), imagine what your despise for my marriage is doing to my child. I’m sure we’d all choose to have our kids affected by love rather than hate any day.

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