Good morning, Dear Reader.
So, I have been thinking. I talk about
a lot of very personal things on this blog, yes? We've talked about
my shishy bits and about my depression. Hell, I've even talked about
politics. Today I have some thoughts I'd like to
share that are inspired by what has been going on on Facebook for the
past week or so. As I'm sure you all know (especially if you have the
Facebook) marriage equality is a big issue at the moment. Everywhere
I look I see people sporting equals signs, rainbows, and even my
favorite: family, family, family, family, BATMAN.
Well, as a married woman who hopes to
one day bring children into this world, I do
happen to have some very particular thoughts about marriage equality
and how it impacts the cohesion of my family. I was going to try to
frame this humorously, but you know what? I can't. It's too damn
important.
LGBT people getting the same rights that straight people take for granted
has had absolutely no negative impact
on my marriage.
Knowing
that out there Ellen and Portia can actually refer to each other as
“my wife” has not
lessened the bond between me and my husband when he calls me the same
thing.
When
George Takei refers to Brad as “my husband” it doesn't detract
from when I call my husband the same thing. He is still my husband. I
am still his wife. It is every bit as meaningful. If anything I am
just happy that others can share in the feeling of being bound to
someone that way.
LGBT people getting married has not made my marriage license fade like
words in Tom Riddle's diary. My wedding dress has not withered or
burst into flame. My wedding band has not cracked or melted like the
One Ring in Mount Doom. When one of the women who is like a sister to
me gets married in two weeks, I do not anticipate that dragons with
rainbow scales will appear in the Wisconsin skies to prevent a
straight union. If that were to happen then perhaps I could understand the hyperbolic rhetoric of the "War on Marriage".
Personally, I do not feel my marriage is under attack at all. My
marriage is what it has always been: a relationship built on love and
trust and understanding. Is it perfect? Absolutely not. However, its
imperfections are due to the flawed people
who maintain it. It is not imperfect because in some places LGBT people can get
married.
When I
think of procreating, I don't worry about the fact that somewhere
there might be LGBT people marrying one another. There are much more
important things to worry about. I worry about climate change. I
worry about the economy. I worry that I will become so crazy during
pregnancy that I scare Husband off. I worry that I will be a bad
mother. I worry about potential alien invasion.
I
don't worry that two people who happen to have the same junk getting
married is going to warp my child in some way. I worry about reality
television warping my child. I worry about cyber bullying warping my
child. I worry that the internet in its infinite perversion will warp
my child. I worry that certain news networks will warp my child.
These are real threats. Two adults who love each other choosing to make a legal commitment to one another is not a threat.
A good
marriage, a good family, isn't based on the sexuality of the people
involved. Straight people get divorced all the time. There are lots
of awful parents who are straight. It isn't about sexuality, it is
about humanity. People are flawed. However, the thing that can
mitigate those flaws and make us stronger? Love. Love is what is
important.
Let me
frame it this way. When you notice other people breathing, does it
somehow lessen your ability to do so? Of course not. If you are
having a delicious piece of cake and you see someone else having a
slice, does it detract from your enjoyment? I sincerely hope not.
Marriage is like both air and cake. Air, in that legally it is a
right that we should all have access to. Cake because there are lots
of varieties and they are all delicious.
So, as
a married woman, I think that if the fact that LGBT people would like
to make a commitment based on loving, honoring, and caring for their
partner is a threat to you, the issue is you, not them.
With
love, as always,
E.W.
Tom Riddle and his diary are the property of J.K. Rowling, Mount Doom and the One Ring of J.R.R. Tolkien.
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