On Wednesday, November 5, 2008 I stood in the shower silently crying. A piece of me felt stolen. Through as much optimism as I try to offer and portray, nothing could lift me from the treacherous news being told. The idea of someone's civil rights not being upheld seems unspoken in this age. A society that considers itself to be so modern and ahead of its times refused the right for me to marry the one person I fell in love with.
Do people feel they themselves are so pure of heart that they have the power to deny equality to others? I just read a quote that wrapped up the denial of same-sex marriage in California for me:
Activist and writer Anne Lamott wrote, "Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don't give up."
These words of inspiration are not from me, but were the only uplifting message I could get out.
Much Love,
Rev. Jaime
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I know it's horrible. Luckily we will fight this and we will fight this hard.
I feel your pain in more ways that you know you see When my son told me he was gay i lost it completely i thought it was my fault what had i done wrong I made it about me, instead of accepting who he was on the spot. I was loosing my son because of my ignorance. It took me a while to realize that it wasn't my fault that it had nothing to do with me it wasn't about me, and then I cried realizing that nothing had changed my son was still my son, I loved him just the same. On November 5 I also cried because ignorant people prevented my son from being truly happy with his one true love.
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