I watched anxiously this morning as line after line of the live SCOTUS blog blipped across my screen. I sighed at the announcement of no more decisions today. Then I wept when it was announced that tomorrow will be the … Continue reading
Scout and I will be attending San Antonio Pride in two weeks. It will be my first ever Pride celebration and the first Texas Pride she’s attended. The Supreme Court is expected to hand down an opinion on DOMA and Prop 8 on June 26th or 27th, one or two days before Pride. If the opinion is in favor of marriage equality, we will be part of an historic celebration. If the opinion goes against marriage equality, it will be more important than ever for us to be to be out and proud.
For me, Pride has a special significance as I left a life of heterosexual privilege and relative affluence less than two years ago to live an authentic life. The fact that I got to marry the love of my life was secondary to my decision to live as an out lesbian. The pressure and misery of being in the closet was stifling. That Scout and I came to a place where we knew we wanted to be together and were actually able to make it happen just as I fully emerged from the closet was a happy coincidence. When I imagine the degree of self-loathing and hopelessness that would have been required for me to stay closeted, I feel truly compassionate toward those who haven’t been as brave, or as lucky, or as blessed by supportive family and friends as me. I can only imagine the misery, having always been a person who stretches toward the light and a happy, loving life regardless of whether or not it suited anyone else’s ideal.
The kiss captured in this photo took place in San Antonio. It has PRIDE written all over it.