Love is Love

 

26 days. In 26 days I marry the love of my life and perfect match. Right now I’m a bundle of giddiness, excitement, anxiety (putting on a wedding is an insane undertaking), and warm fuzzies. This experience from moment one has truly been magical. Love does that to you. It touches every aspect of your life and makes it better. Way better. The funny thing about true love is that it catches you by surprise. You’re not looking for it and then bam, slap to the face. It’s a real wakeup call. It’s like someone comes along and shakes the cobwebs from your mind and shows you what life should really be like.

Not to discount previous relationships, but this is just, different. It’s like Digiorno compared to your favorite pizza spot (you can tell I’m writing this at lunch). Both are good. Both will get you through, satisfy your need for sustenance. But only one is what you truly wanted. Only one will you rave about to all of your friends. And the funny thing is if you’d only eaten frozen pizza all your life, you’d believe that was the be all and end all of pizza. Then one night your friends take you to Antico and you think, “Okay, this is pizza! I’m not sure what that other stuff was. This is the real deal. I want to eat this for the rest of my life.” Enough with the pizza. I think I’ve made my point. I’m in love.

Here’s the crazy part, I’d written off marriage. I’m not sure I even believed in it. In my mind it added nothing to the equation; it didn’t change the commitment. I was the one spouting off rhetoric about it being an outdated practice and a broken system. Then true love happened. And suddenly it was all I could think about. I wanted this man in my life forever. I wanted others to realize how serious we are. I wanted my love to be certified! And here’s where a nagging thought entered my mind. It started out as a passing, “ugh, jeez, that really sucks” and grew into moments of tearing up and getting seriously pissed. My thought was this, my best friend can’t experience this; at least not in the way I can. And guess what, he’s there. He’s right there with me on this wonderfully amazing emotional roller coaster. He loves his boyfriend. I mean loves, like head tilts and shrugs, like aches with distance, like the completion of a puzzle. He’s in it. He’s found the one. This guy, he’s amazing. He makes my best friend so happy. He levels out his anxiety. He makes him listen to 90s rock (awesome). He is the one my best friend deserves. Too bad they live in Tennessee. Too bad when that magic moment arrives they can’t even choose to get married where they’ve built their lives. Too bad this, the most important moment of their lives, can’t be spent at home.

Imagine that, because I have, over and over again over the last few months. I’ve always been pro-equality. Love is love. Everyone deserves to feel this way. Everyone deserves to have their love recognized, accepted, validated. Because yes, their love is not minimized in their minds by this bigotry, but it deserves to be celebrated! Brett deserves to haggle with caterers and florists. He deserves to pick colors and handle seating arrangements. He deserves his moment of bliss that launches a lifetime of happiness. And he deserves to do it wherever he damn well pleases WITH a legally recognized marriage license in hand.

Brett will be there by my side in 26 days when I take my stroll down the aisle. Bradley will be there looking on as his future husband likely cries while he watches his best friend get married. I want nothing more than to blubber on his special day. It sucks that that will mean traveling to one of the 19 states that have finally come to their senses. Now that’s some serious food for thought.

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In Obvious News: My Thoughts on Duck Dynasty

So if you’ve somehow avoided Facebook and Twitter today…and likely the “real” news outlets as well unfortunately, you may be unaware that the entire planet is up in arms about the comment one of the Duck Dynasty necks made.

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It was the one with the beard I think.

My thoughts on the subject are as follows:

I really don’t care what the dude says or thinks.

Come on people, he’s not some world leader.  He’s not making policy.  He’s some backwoods hillbilly who is on some “reality” show about a family of rich rednecks who made their fortune off of a duck call whistle.  Do we really care what his world views are?

An overwhelming lack of surprise.

You mean to tell me that he’s not a proud supporter of equal rights?  Get out!  I was sure he was going to be the grand marshal of next year’s pride parade.

Don’t make him apologize.

He meant what he said.  Saying I’m sorry doesn’t change a thing.

The world is filled with all sorts of people and they all have their own shows now.

I get what some of my gay friends are saying (surprisingly I haven’t seen any friends upset over his comment about blacks); it stinks.  And it hurts, no matter how many times you hear it, no matter if they tie it in a little pretty bow of belief, and no matter who says it.  There are people out there who believe/think this way and they have the platform of reality TV on which to share their views.  Is it influencing others to think like him?  Who knows.  Is it right?  It doesn’t matter.  People watch, and so it will continue.

It all comes down to business at the end of the day.

Remember when Paula Dean said the N word?  Yeah, this is kind of the same thing.  You’ll have people on both sides.   And in the end, A&E will have to decide which side equals the most money.  If there are enough people who are cool with his views and love the show, they’ll win.  That’s probably what will happen based on my completely unscientific survey of my news feed.  People love that shit.  I’ve seen beard-o-grams on everything from dogs to babies.  Life will go on. Honey Booboo will still be my garbage TV of choice.

You have a vote folks.  That is your voice.  And in numbers, it’s loud.  No, I’m not talking about some stupid change.org petition.  I’m not talking about the election day ballot box either (though you SHOULD be voting there too).  I’m talking about your $$$.  It’s just like the saying goes, “Money talks and bullshit walks.”  Decide who gets your hard earned cash.  Support the companies you’re cool with and shun those who you think suck.

At the end of it all, I suppose my feelings on the matter are somewhat ambivalent.   I don’t agree with his way of thinking, but I support his right to say whatever he pleases.  I will say that I think it sucks that we pay this much attention to what boils down to garbage news, but no one wants to discuss actual, important current events.  Ah shit, who am I to judge, I just wrote over 500 words on this nonsense.

Stay positive & love your life!

-Melissa

Today:

Listening to:  The White Stripes – Fell In Love With A Girl

Eating:  Willie’s

Random thought:  I’ve never been so excited for a week off of work in my life!  Less than two days till family visiting time with my favorite person in the world and our canine companion.