If I heard those words tomorrow, I would say yes.
I would share the news with my family first thing, calling home with tears in my eyes and a voice so excited my mom would have to remind me, "Honey, slow down and try to speak a little softer! I can't understand you!" (Though she'd know, of course, exactly why I was calling.) I would start planning the wedding. Summer or winter, in a church or on a farm, here in New York or back in the Northwest. I would draft a guest list and call together my girlfriends to go wedding dress shopping.
I would say yes and celebrate and plan the biggest day of my life so far because I can. I can marry the love of my life whenever, wherever, and however I choose. But many of my friends cannot.
I have friends whose marriages and lifelong vows to one another are not recognized in every state. I have friends who hope to marry someday. If it were legal. But it's not. At least, not everywhere.
I can't tell you the weight this puts on my heart, despite how light I've been the past couple months. I am living the most wonderful love story right now, and I know that story will someday include a wedding. But unless things change, the love stories of many of my friends will be missing that same milestone. Because I'm straight, and they're gay. And to a lot of folks, that makes all the difference. But does it? Really? In my heart of hearts, I don't think so.
Argue the intersection of faith and politics all you like, but at the end of the day, I still believe we are all equal, if not in the eyes of the government, then certainly in the eyes of God.
I am so proud of you Mollie, just when I think I can not be impressed with you, as a person, any higher than I am.....boom, you do or say something that causes me to puff with pride!! I love you very much Ms. Twinkle!
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