It Is A Start

27 06 2013

Yep, I am posting about DOMA. I went to bed Tuesday night concerned after the clusterfuck (only word to describe it) in the Texas Senate with some concern over the potential results. But I woke up to good news yesterday much to my relief and can share an image to showcase the result I came upon when I got online.


Image created by Dawn Embers

For the few that didn’t know this: DOMA is the Defense of Marriage Act which was signed in during the Clinton years. Today came down the decision from the U.S. Supreme Court on whether DOMA and Prop 8 (ban on gay marriage, one among many that passed over the past 10 years) were Constitutional.

I knew it wasn’t. Even at age 16, when I found out about it while researching for gay marriage bill in Student Congress at the Junior Statesmen of America program (we had a near unanimous vote back then to allow gay marriage) and knew it wasn’t right. I’d just started studying Con Law back then. Well, over 10 years later, I can say I got to see the Court make the right decision.

This doesn’t mean we can get married everywhere yet but it’s a start. We are on the path to the right direction and it’s good to see. Now there are a couple of states I would like to see in my lifetime allow gay marriage. Let’s keep this movement going.

In celebration, here is a belated wedding story (since I missed the June Romance Writer’s blog hop deadline due to work). This is a newly written scene for a book I have the first draft done but it’s my first finished book so it’s messy. Not sure if it will ever come out of the drawer. Here is the wedding at the end of Hellenic Distraction:


The moment came with the change of the music. One of the many things in the wedding Alex had given in on, unable to deny his mother, the wedding planner, everything she wanted. He had said vows in front of everyone and the result came far closer to a traditional wedding but with enough changes to make it unique. The music that played put his mind to ease, a light classical bit Tyson had chosen.

He took his steps down the aisle, making sure to keep a slow steady pace. Below his feet, small white flower petals remained from his daughter’s role as flower girl. He looked up to see her near the front row, already in the arms of one of her two mothers.

Beyond them, waiting for him, stood Tyson. He looked perfect in the pressed black tux matched with the steel vest and bow tie. When Alex reached the spot at the front of the aisle, they both smiled. It had been a long road but they had made it.

He didn’t hear much of the ceremony. He tried paying attention because it was short, but important. However, Alex couldn’t help but think about the strange path he’d taken to end up somewhere he never thought possible. They had first dated as teenagers, broke up at 18 then the over 10 years of struggled friendship where he’d tried to hide his true feelings. The proposal before they’d even started dating again came second in surprises following the fact he’d said yes without any hesitation.

And there he stood. Lucky enough to marry the man he’d loved for all those years. They could be happy, finally, and he couldn’t wait to say the words that would seal their commitment together. When the time came, he said it without hesitation.

“I do.”