In a world often fraught with difficulties, the power of love continues to shine. As we reflect on the past and the dreams that have been impacted by divisive forces, we find solace in the bonds we create. How do we navigate forward in a landscape that feels increasingly constricted?
My partner and I have been fortunate enough to experience the rights that come with our legal marriage, solidified by the Obergefell ruling, which granted us equal protections under the law. These were not enhanced rights, but rather the same rights as any other couple, allowing us to make critical decisions for one another and ensuring our union was recognized. Marriage has validated our commitment.
Our journey into parenthood began through adoption, a path we felt destined for. I was present in the delivery room when our son, Leo, was born, sharing a heartfelt moment with his birth mother as she entrusted us with his future. Her brave choice was a testament to love.
Each month, we capture milestones by placing Leo in the same rocking chair that my partner once enjoyed as a baby, taking photographs to commemorate our growth as a family. We finalized our adoption on a joyous day, surrounded by friends and family who celebrated with us. We gifted each guest a hand-crafted 12-inch felt monster, symbolizing their part in our journey.
Under the previous administration, our family was not just a dream but a recognized reality. For the first time, a sitting president openly supported our love and family. This shift was monumental, as it marked a departure from feeling marginalized. We were part of a collective narrative that celebrated our diverse identities.
The day before Leo turned one, we made our way to the polls. I held him close as I cast my vote for a candidate who represented progress and advocated for families like ours. My vote was not just for her but against divisive rhetoric that threatened our existence. The loss of that candidate, who embodied hope and the dreams of many, was a crushing blow.
On election night, I found myself grappling with the reality of the results, mourning not just for a candidate but for the values we held dear. I recalled how some who claimed to support us had chosen to vote otherwise, a contradiction that struck deeply. Our son’s first birthday was a day filled with joy, and I focused on celebrating him rather than my sorrow. There were no tears, only happiness.
As I walked to work the next morning, I saw families of diverse backgrounds, and my heart ached for the divisions that have been deepened in our society. I reflected on the potential for unity that feels increasingly distant.
To navigate these turbulent times, I remind myself that we are already in a place of greatness. My family—my partner and son—is a testament to the love and effort we have invested in each other. I stand with friends of all backgrounds, and I understand the importance of listening and advocating for one another.
We must remain steadfast in our commitment to love and unity. This chapter in our lives serves as a reminder to help those who are struggling against adversity. Hillary fought for our rights, and Leo inspires us to continue this fight.
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In conclusion, we must strive to be a cohesive unit amid challenges, fostering love, compassion, and support for one another.