After a long day at work, it's great to come home to a house full of life. The Man is here with dinner on the table. The two dogs are outside, getting their paws muddy with more than a little help from the rain that has carried on for the better part of the afternoon. One cat is crashed on the bed. The other is following me around like a puppy, but whining loudly for attention. I give her a little, and then she jumps up to join her brother and curls up on the bed.
Sounds as if we have the average household. In my mind, we do.
Just The Man and I plus our four pets. I would say "kids," but they're animals (c'mon folks). The Man and I enjoy each other's company, a lot. How many couples can say that after four years together, but every time I look into his eyes, I see the rest of my life reflected back to me. I proposed to him earlier this year.
Sound as if we have the average household. And in my mind, we don't.
The average household is not made up of a gay couple and their pets. Furthermore, I get more than a little frustrated about the fact that he and I cannot just run down to the justice of the peace and get hitched (my style) or plan a big elaborate wedding ceremony and after-party (his style). Our friends ask questions like "Why do you need your union validated by marriage?" Or say things like "Don't worry. The tide will turn one day and same-sex marriage will be adopted in the States." When? When I'm 64? I reside in a state that will be one of the last in the Union to allow gay marriage. Texas is not exactly the most liberal of the great 50.
I can't wait forever. Maybe same-sex marriage is for the next generation of gay and lesbian couples. I'd like to get in on the action.
When I first proposed to the Man, we immediately started looking to have the wedding in Toronto. We had visited the city the year before and fell in love with it. We caught a Blue Jay's game. We toured the city in a double-decker bus (a bit cheesy but total fun). We ferried over to the islands that skirt the harbor of the city and biked around the paths, around the parks, fountains and cottages. We enjoyed it so much that we talked of getting married there and then relocating to the city (much to the chagrin of our family and friends). We've pulled back from those Pollyanna dream (much to the delight of our family and friends). With winter approaching, we gave it a second look...we live in Houston, and Toronto is COLD during those winter months.
So, we'll have to wait to truly be an average family. I guess that's good in a way. Right now...I can feel as if I am part of an above-average family.