Updated: Aug 2, 2021
“ I cry for the boys who will not give their bodies away to just anyone they meet online because they now have a reason to go on a real date. "
It is easy to be emotional today, the day that we, all Americans, are finally able to marry the person we love most in this world. But that’s not why I have been crying all day. I cry for the fifteen year old who will no longer have to hide in plain site because they feel “different.” For the kid who will hold his boyfriend’s hand in the hallway at school or the girl who will ask her beautiful sweetheart to prom…who will include “Have six kids” under their yearbook picture or set out to find a life mate when their twenties come to a close. I cry for the boys who will not give their bodies away to just anyone they meet online because they now have a reason to go on a real date. For the girls who won’t kill themselves because they think they will never be a wife or a mother like their straight siblings. I cry for the parents who will stand up at weddings and toast that they “aren’t losing a daughter but gaining another daughter” and for the dads who will give their son’s hand away to a man they deem worthy. I cry for our older brothers and sisters who died alone in a hospital because their soul mates weren’t allowed to hold their hands as they left this world. I cry for the babies born today who will only know a future of possibilities based on how much they can commit to another, not by the judgment of who others deem them to be. And at the end of this day, this incredible, once inconceivable day, I cry just one more time for myself, because in five weeks I will walk down the aisle with the man of my dreams, so that we can start our own family, and laugh and fight and thank God for every day we spend together.