Last night, I decided to walk home to try to clear my head from the events of the past week.
As I walked past U.N. Plaza, I stopped in my tracks. It wasn’t the pervasive stench of Homeless Person that stopped me; it was the sight of City Hall.
I detoured down the plaza and took a seat at the James Lick monument. I sat and stared at City Hall, awash
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Until the Supreme Court ruling last spring, I never once considered getting married. Ask Tom - in the very early days of our relationship, I told him right upfront that I didn't want a wedding or commitment ceremony or anything like that. It "wasn't my style." (maybe I didn't want to admit to wanting something I couldnt have? Or that to do a commitment ceremony felt like "playing house" - it's not a real wedding, just a pretend wedding? Who knows.)
However, once the court ruling came down, the magnitude of it really sank in. Here was a court saying that I was equal, WE were equal, to any hetero person or couple. Why should I have to go through alternative legal routes to secure rights that I should be entitled to? Why can't i get that legal certificate from the state that automatically entitles me to all those special privileges that straight couples have?
From then on, it became about equality for me.
As for why we didn't rush to City Hall before Election Day... that's REALLY not my style! If we are going to celebrate our union and the equality of that union to theirs, well by gawd, I want all of the special people in our lives to celebrate with us! More importantly, I want to marry Tom knowing that the right is securely ours, which I know may be a long time to come. But, everyone is different and so are their reasons for wanting the right to marry.
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