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WE HAVE A WINNER FOR BASHED! My Boston terrier, Lily, randomly chose Erica Pike as the winner of the free copy of my hate crime love story. Congrats, Erica! I will e-mail you your copy.
Okay. Enough intro stuff. Here's my post:
The Significant Difference between Gay Marriage and Straight Marriage
By Rick R. Reed
In December, when my partner and I became husband and husband (one of the first in Washington State to do so—hooray for Washington!), people asked us if we felt different. At first, it seemed like a question from out in left field. After all, Bruce and I had been together and pledged to one another for a decade already when we said our vows.
But it did feel different. It’s hard to explain, but once we had the rings on our fingers and our friends had witnessed our simple yet heartfelt ceremony, a sea change did occur in our relationship. We both felt more committed, like more of a family. I can’t explain it, but I bet a lot of married people out there will understand the simple difference.
I wasn’t sure. I could tell you how it was the same:
- It was two people in love, pledging their lives to one another.
- It was a commitment entered into joyfully and with the intention of staying together for the rest of our lives.
- It was predicated on the idea that we would share everything—meaning, to paraphrase the classic vows—the good times, the bad ones, the sick ones, the healthy ones, the rich and the poor ones.
- It made both of us know that we had a family in the other, someone with whom we would share celebrations and hard times, vacations, holidays, and life events.
- It represented a commingling of our two heretofore separate families, both of which welcomed us, as they always had, with open arms and treating us both as though we were blood.
- It meant that our house was a home.
- It meant that certain things might not be celebrated, but they would be tolerated—impatience, grumpiness, how we look first thing in the morning, to name but a few.
- It let us imagine an old age where we would not be alone.
- It let us picture a future into which we might jump, hand-in-hand, with fewer questions and worries.
- It meant that my treasures were his and his were mine.
- It meant that we could rely on each other.
- It meant that we loved each other, above all others.
So what was the difference? I wondered. And then it hit me: here is the difference between gay marriage and straight (scroll down):
(You can stop scrolling now. Get the picture?)
I saw a meme on Facebook once, those clever sayings presented as a picture and it said: Gay marriage, or, as I like to call, it—marriage.
And that’s key.