Ted and I want to get married in Maine.*
We have this ideal setting on his parents island, a little point on Fort Foster. A big back yard with BBQ and dancing to follow.
This probably won't happen in Maine now. Simply because Ted and I have a shared view that we don't want to get married in a state that doesn't allow equal marriage rights to all.
Making this decision was easy, there was almost no discussion. The night of Maine's election this November I brought it up, and Ted was right there with me. Our silly wedding idea was gone right before our eyes, but it was nothing compared to the thought that our friends don't even have the choice to get married in Maine or not.
And now, today, our friends can't get married in New York either.
I wish I had gall to leave my job for a few days and protest in the states that don't support same sex marriage. I don't, but I can make my clam in this small way. We can not pay for our marriage license in ME, our friends won't spend their money on hotels, gas, and food costs, we won't support local business in their photography and catering services. It's nothing in the grand scheme of things, but it's also something.
My friend Steve, who lost his husband this past year wrote this:
http://www.americablog.com/2009/04/in-massachusetts-husbands-death-shows.html
Read it. It puts into words what I know, and so many are ignorant of. I have to believe that it's ignorance, and not stupidity because I want to have more faith in my country than that.
This is not a funny post, but it's simple. So I think I'm staying true.
*Ted and I are not engaged, nor do we plan to be any time soon. But we love each other a ton and this stuff comes up.
