So I’m engaged.
Actually, hold that thought. Before I launch into full-on exultation, I’d just like to say “thank you.” As sentimental as this will doubtless sound, I took a lot of comfort in the warm wishes and affection of the community here at the League. So many of you took the time to write thoughtful, supportive and kind comments on my “Yes on 1” post, and it sincerely meant the world to me. The past few days have been incredibly tense, and as polls tightened I began to fear for the worst. Your words helped me get through that. Thank you.
Anyhow, I’m engaged.
On the one hand, it feels like a silly thing to say. The Better Half and I have lived together for eight years. We’ve shared the raising of two small children, a mortgage and each other’s shoes over the better part of the last decade. Our daily lives will carry on the same way from here as they did yesterday. Plus, we already exchanged vows at a big religious ceremony several years ago, complete with cake and numerous clergy. We’ve considered ourselves married in all but the legal sense for years.
But that legal part means so, so much. I’ve already said my piece about why it was important to us, and so I needn’t repeat myself. Winning equality last night felt like a tight steel band in my chest had snapped. We have worked so hard for this. It was such a bitter thing to lose three years ago, and it is such a precious joy to have won now. Being invited to our place at the table by popular acclamation, while no
less [whoopsie, that should be “more”] legitimate in my eyes than by legislative or judicial means, nonetheless makes me happier than I can say.
It also delights me that equality passed in Maryland, may still yet pass in Washington, and that inequality seems to have been turned back in Minnesota. (Merciful heavens, please let the tallies hold.) It adds a small measure of glee that my best friend and world’s best co-blogger got to vote for equality the same day I did, and I’m as happy for Jason and Scott as I am for myself. It was a very good night.
Maybe, just maybe families and relationships like mine will cease to be political issues. Perhaps we’re on our way to becoming mundane. Dare I hope that same-sex marriage might one day be… boring? Gracious! I shall have to endeavor to find another way to be interesting.
As I said, it was a very good night. I voted for both President Obama and Angus King, and I landed a hat trick. I have more partisan things to say about the election results, but I think I’ll save that for tomorrow. (It seems churlish to rant about Karl Rove and Mitch McConnell in a post that’s meant to be celebratory.) For now, I am content to simply be happy, and to think about what kind of ceremony we’ll have and when. For now, I am merely grateful.