In honor of the SCOTUS taking up the issue of same-sex marriage, I am posting some of my previous verses–some in celebration, others to highlight why change is needed. Oh, and it’s “Marriage Week”, not “Same-Sex Marriage Week”, because I looked at my Cuttlefish University benefits package, and throughout it, benefits are offered to “spouse or same-sex spouse”… and I thought, this is either redundant or separate-but-equal (thus, unequal). It’s just “marriage”. I’m sure the guests will figure out from context whether it’s same-sex or not, but the process is the same, and the vocabulary does not need an additional adjective.
First up, from 2011…
Our daughter’s getting married!
What a joyous, joyous day!
But we’re going to skip the wedding,
Cos you see, our daughter’s gay.
We love her more than life itself
And love her wife-to-be;
We’d never be judgmental, but
We simply can’t agree!
I mean no disrespect, of course,
I love her to the core—
It’s just that, when it comes to this,
I love religion more.
comments, after the jump:
The AP begins a story on US opinions toward same sex marriage with what to me is a heartbreaking story:
Barbara Von Aspern loves her daughter, “thinks the world” of the person her daughter intends to marry and believes the pair should have the same legal rights as anyone else. It pains her, but Von Aspern is going to skip their wedding. Her daughter, Von Aspern explains, is marrying another woman.
“We love them to death, and we love them without being judgmental,” the 62-year-old Chandler, Ariz., retiree said. “But the actual marriage I cannot agree with.”
“Without being judgmental”. This is your daughter. This is the baby girl you would have taken on a bear to protect. This is the toddler who retaught you to see the beauty in the world. This is the teenager who broke your heart every time she broke hers. This is the woman who has found the love of her life and would love to have her parents share her celebration.
I can’t imagine a force on earth that could keep me from my daughter’s wedding–I’ll be there even if it’s (*gulp*) in a church!
Love. You’re doing it wrong.
No disrespect intended.