Kathy (lovewillneverdiet) & I had a civil union in November, but we finally had a big wedding ceremony yesterday!
This picture (photo credit to Kristina Dinquel Photography) is my favorite from the whole day so far.
We’ve been so lucky that our family has blended together perfectly. It’s great to see there’s absolutely no in-law drama.
I’m so happy that our two awesome families are now joined together to be one big amazing family!
More pictures soon!
Evening, Feel free to disregard this. I’m using the fan mail system because, well, the asks are far too short. I didn’t intend to hop onto Tumblr and rant at people, either directly or indirectly, but when I saw ‘/rant’ in your announcement to your new followers, I couldn’t help myself. I’m really struggling in dealing with my straight friends right now. The ones who don’t and can’t know about my sexuality or my relationship. It seems at least one or a handful of my friends are getting married, having babies, or adopting. I can get married- sure. A bible wedding. Most of the people around me won’t want to take part. I suppose I can get new friends. It’s just hard to see them all happy, or announcing relationships, betrothments, or marriages and see everyone dog-pile onto their post to say a quick ‘congrats’. I have a feeling when I do so people will start spouting holy water and telling me I’m going to hell. I want children, but I can’t just go, “whoops!” like my other friends. Sure, it’s a bad spot to be in with a baby you’re unprepared for, but at least you don’t have to go into debt to even get started on a family! God, I know I need to shut up. I’m really sorry. We really don’t talk, but I figured, perhaps since you’ve managed to get married you can tell me to sit down and shut up. I’m usually not this volatile but there’ve been a disgusting amount of posts by friends and family lately- including seriously homophobic comments and I’m afraid that my carefully constructed charade of being straight is going to be strained to it’s breaking point soon. I don’t want to burden my girlfriend with this because she’s probably just as petrified as I am. Thank you for your time, and for reading what is essentially a typed out panic attack. —
Confessions of Half Dyke: Coming out was the hardest thing I ever did. I was with Geri when I officially came out, but for the most part I was alone in the whole process. I am very lucky because I didn’t loose a lot of friends. Not that they were all that supportive at first, they had their own issues to deal with, but eventually it all calmed down. I just came to the point where my life and my (now wife) were more important than their world and their feelings. It can seem so daunting, but I was to the point where even if everyone left me, friends, family etc than I was ok with that and I was strong enough in mind to handle that. The coming out process was the most intense period of my life, but it taught me the most and made me grow the most. I feel like that is the point where my friendship with myself blossomed. I would NEVER EVER go back. I really hope you can find the same peace. It’s hard to want something so bad and have others “flaunt” it. BTW, it’s ok to rant sometimes. :) It’s safe here to rant.
our happy little family (: me on the left, my girl on the right, and our little man jacob in the middle.
We’ve received nothing but love, support or, surprisingly, plain old indifference from friends, family and strangers. That apathy says a lot about how much a part of the social fabric we have become. Truth be told, we’re neither sensational nor worth remarking upon. We’re just the New Normal.
JCPenny’s mothers day ad featuring a two mom family. If you look closely, they appear to be wearing wedding rings. Go JCPenny!
OHMYDEARGOD, THIS IS SO CUTE.
Watching We Were Here, made me think about glbt and the concept of family. In the late 1970’s and the 1980’s (and even into the 1990’s and early 2000’s) many glbt people flocked to areas where being glbt was the norm, ie. San Francisco. There they made surrogate families. I think there still are those migration patterns, but I wonder if the glbt “family” still is as powerful as it was twenty thirty years ago. Being glbt is more accepted in 2012 then 1982, without a doubt. And a person who is 15 in 2012 coming out is more likely to have a blood family support group than a person in 1975 coming out. It’s interesting to see how the second (and starting soon the third) generation of out glbt people shape society. Will there still be a glbt family? Will people still say “partner?” etc
I don’t think these things are “bad” or “good”, just interesting.
I’m very very curious to know…What does everyone think? ?
In many ways, we’re just like any other family, which is to say that we’re special and in love with each other and stressed out and hopeful and tired and just trying to do the best we can to raise a little person into an adult with qualities that we value. And perhaps this is where we are different from some other American families. The quality we hold above all others is compassion—for other people, animals, and the self. How that “undermines the family in society” or could cause Avie trouble “learning right from wrong,” I’m fresh out of ideas.