Love is Love

18 Apr
Love is Love

I was incredibly nervous.  It almost turned into a panic attack.  Then I got stuck in traffic that added to the stress.  I couldn’t be late.  This is way too important.

What’s all the fuss??  Well, I was on my way to a very important wedding.  Two of my dearest friends (that are more like siblings) were getting married.  And why was I so nervous.  Well… that’s the thing.  It was to be my first gay wedding also know as know as a wedding.

I was so nervous.  What would it be like?  Who would be there?  Would it be awkward?  Would they kiss?  Would they say husband and husband?  Would there be picketers and demonstrators?  Don’t laugh.  I really wasn’t sure what to expect.

So I arrive and the wedding was delayed.  WHAT!!!  A gay man can’t be on time?  I mean they had no make up to apply, no hair to up-do.  What could possibly be the issue?   Well I’m glad because I was about 5 minutes late and I didn’t want to miss one second of this.

I take my seat at a beautiful outdoor venue.  It was exquisite.  Surely a 10 out of 10.  It was perfect.  Then it happened.

I wasn’t prepared for the emotion that might overcome me…and it did.  I took inventory of all who where there.  I knew about 5 or 6 people at best.  Specifically ALL of one of the grooms family was there and seated.  I could see some awkward tension but I expected that I guess.  One of the grooms family is a very active Mormon family.  I didn’t expect them to be so “together.”  It was magical.  I teared up.  I knew how much this meant to the grooms.

So I got myself together.  The time came for the grooms to walk down the aisle.  They came in together escorted by one of the grooms sisters.  We all rose to greet them in good wedding tradition. Classy.  It was soooo classy.

The officiant began the ceremony by explaining what marriage means.  I’ve heard it 100 times or more, but this time it was different,  not the actual words, but my interpretation of the words.  She had the grooms face each other and speak their vows.  It was then my allergies must have gotten the best of me and my eyes could not stop dripping water.  OK, I think I cried real good.  I was overcome with emotion.  These two men were now legally and lovingly married to each other.  And they sealed their vows with a kiss.  We applauded and rose to our feet as they walked the aisle hand in hand to begin a family and life as a normal wedded couple.

So why was I so worried?  So nervous?  So anxious?  I have no Idea.  It was exactly as any other wedding that I had ever been to.  It was family, friends and food.  What more could you ask for?

I conclude this post with an observation.  I believe that I was so anxious because of my militant, right-winged, religious upbringing.  I also took notice that the Mormon family were in full support.  They made that clear.  They were kind and celebratory.  I believe that regarding the Church in general,  The “Prophets” (upper leadership) are holding firm to their interpretation of marriage.  The “Pastor” (local leadership) is trying to honor the upper leadership while not alienating The “Pew” (congregation).  Reality is, that it is the Pew that will make or break this awakening and acceptance of the non-traditional family.  Its easy to hold firm to a Church and its belief structure until its YOUR KID.

Christian parents are arising and saying… ENOUGH.  My child is a part of this family just like any other.  You cannot and will not dictate from your golden steeples and cathedrals how families will function. You cannot and will not dictate how we will love and accept our loved ones.

Congratulations to Jeff and Jarod.  I was so honored to witness the beginning of your amazing family.

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Posted by on April 18, 2015 in Journey to Authenticity


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