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Aug. 16th, 2012 06:11 amWe went in for alterations Tuesday. Standing there in our dresses, getting bits pinned, it started to feel a bit more, well, real. I'm really looking forward to seeing all our friends, family, but is it silly sometimes that I just get a bit excited about when I'll finally be able to introduce Lady as my wife?
It's weird getting married in this political season - when we first set the date, I wasn't thinking about election years or politics, just that it seemed like a good time. Now I'd probably put it off for a year, if only to distance everything from the politics. Damn politics. Still, this election year has been much more heartening than usual - the democrats are actually embracing marriage equality in their platform, instead of shuffling their feet noncommittally and muttering something about standing with us under their breath.
But still. There's something off-putting about seeing all those facebook friends vocally supporting gay marriage this time around. I mean, don't get me wrong - it's awesome that they're supportive. It's just weird sometimes, because they're not really the ones affected, and here I am, about to get gay-married, and I don't hardly say a word about it.
Is it fear? No - nothing that dramatic. Just a lingering discomfort with the subject. I feel like I'm constantly defending our choice to gay-marry on a subconscious level (thinking: are they going to ask me why? what will I say? what if they ask me about kids? about the legal issues and why we're getting married in a state where it's not legal and what's the point? etc etc), even if I'm not actively doing so. Not to say we haven't been asked these questions, just that the amount of time I spend thinking about how to answer should they come up vs the number of times they've actually come up is highly disproportional.
Sometimes, I just wish it were legal already so that most of those questions would stop being asked. Sure, we can't get any of the legal benefits. But since when does anyone marry for the legal benefits? It's for love and it's for family and it's for a damn good party where we get to see a whole bunch of friends we haven't seen in too long.
Rarrgh.
It's weird getting married in this political season - when we first set the date, I wasn't thinking about election years or politics, just that it seemed like a good time. Now I'd probably put it off for a year, if only to distance everything from the politics. Damn politics. Still, this election year has been much more heartening than usual - the democrats are actually embracing marriage equality in their platform, instead of shuffling their feet noncommittally and muttering something about standing with us under their breath.
But still. There's something off-putting about seeing all those facebook friends vocally supporting gay marriage this time around. I mean, don't get me wrong - it's awesome that they're supportive. It's just weird sometimes, because they're not really the ones affected, and here I am, about to get gay-married, and I don't hardly say a word about it.
Is it fear? No - nothing that dramatic. Just a lingering discomfort with the subject. I feel like I'm constantly defending our choice to gay-marry on a subconscious level (thinking: are they going to ask me why? what will I say? what if they ask me about kids? about the legal issues and why we're getting married in a state where it's not legal and what's the point? etc etc), even if I'm not actively doing so. Not to say we haven't been asked these questions, just that the amount of time I spend thinking about how to answer should they come up vs the number of times they've actually come up is highly disproportional.
Sometimes, I just wish it were legal already so that most of those questions would stop being asked. Sure, we can't get any of the legal benefits. But since when does anyone marry for the legal benefits? It's for love and it's for family and it's for a damn good party where we get to see a whole bunch of friends we haven't seen in too long.
Rarrgh.
