Love is Love

Last Election Day, I wrote a post about marriage equality. It was a big deal to me, especially because the Maine legislature had already voted in favor of same sex marriage in 2009 before a ballot referendum resulted in a "people's veto" of this important law. It felt like our state's second chance to do the right thing.

Now that the issue is on a national stage, I feel much the same way, which is this:

I remember when I was growing up, I thought it was incredibly odd that my parents remembered segregation and the civil rights movement of the 60's. I was all, "dude, you guys are super old. That was, like, ages ago." Except that to them, it really wasn't. And in the grand scheme of American history, it really wasn't. Now, in 2012, on a day where I cast my vote in favor of a second term for our first African-American president, I want the same for my kids.
 
Here's what I mean. By the time my kids are in grade school, I want them to think marriage equality is a given. I want them to make snarky comments about how archaic and antiquated the thought process by which you tell Americans who they are and are not allowed to marry is. I want that so badly it hurts.
 
I generally do not talk politics socially – I do not think it is polite, and I am not particularly passionate or well informed about many political issues. But this marriage equality thing doesn't feel political – it feels like a human rights issue.  (You can read the rest of the original marriage equality post here.)
 
Three little words about three little words – Love is Love.

 

Proud to Be An American (Gratitude – Day Seven)

Sometimes, there are no words to express what I am feeling. Except, today, for these –

Proud of you, Maine. Proud of you, USA.

Today (and hopefully every day for the next four years at least), I am grateful for the election results.

 

Maine Marriage Equality Vote (Gratitude – Day Six)

Hang in there on this one – I'll get around to the "gratitude," I promise.

I remember when I was growing up, I thought it was incredibly odd that my parents remembered segregation and the civil rights movement of the 60's. I was all, "dude, you guys are super old. That was, like, ages ago." Except that to them, it really wasn't. And in the grand scheme of American history, it really wasn't. Now, in 2012, on a day where I cast my vote in favor of a second term for our first African-American president, I want the same for my kids.

Here's what I mean. By the time my kids are in grade school, I want them to think marriage equality is a given. I want them to make snarky comments about how archaic and antiquated the thought process by which you tell Americans who they are and are not allowed to marry is. I want that so badly it hurts.

I generally do not talk politics socially – I do not think it is polite, and I am not particularly passionate or well informed about many political issues. But this marriage equality thing doesn't feel political – it feels like a human rights issue. So I hijacked my Facebook status and published it for all 344 of my "friends" to read, and this is what I said:

"No one is going to 'forget' to vote today. Some will make a choice not to, because 'it doesn't matter anyway.' I am not interested in debating the electoral college or how the election process is irrevocably broken. I am interested in telling you, if you are a Mainer, YOUR VOTE WILL COUNT IN THIS ELECTION. Please, please, please, even if you skip every other question on the ballot, VOTE YES ON 1. To me, it doesn't feel like a political issue; it feels like a human rights issue. Please help me make my job as a mom a little bit easier by ensuring I never have to explain to my babies why two people who love each other aren't allowed to get married because they happen to be the same sex."

I haven't lost a "friend" (yet), and I think that status has garnered more likes than my reporting that I was incubating a human being (both times). That makes me feel hopeful – for our state and bringing my children up here. So today I am grateful for the opportunity to vote on the single most important issue I have ever voted for. Do the right thing, Maine. I am begging.

Marriage Equality Maine