All I want for my children is for them to have fulfilling, successful lives. And I want them to define fulfilling and successful. I want honesty and compassion to inform their personal understanding of fulfillment and success.
I want my children to look back on the issues surrounding human rights for gay people like my generation regards racial segregation and a woman’s right to vote. Like, “Can you effing believe that even happened and not that long ago?! I am so thankful our people and government took care of that horrid injustice.”
Two days ago I posted this photo to instagram.
Our girls had the sweetest pretend wedding. Also, Margot was Ruby’s daughter and I was the great grandma, sometimes the cousin. Margot said, “Mama, remember when Becky said girls can’t marry girls?” Yes, I remembered. “Well, that’s just not true. Because John and Tony are married. And Candice and Sarah. And Carol and Sue. So I know it can happen.”
Today, we are really happy with the rule of our Supreme Court. There is additional change we look forward to. Today we cheer for human rights for all humans; we celebrate the joy of love and life, in sickness and health, until death do us part. All of us. Together.