Here are my partners-in-crime at the center of the universe, getting ready to join the party…
But we are proud. And as we managed to find ourselves in San Francisco today, we couldn’t help but head downtown to see (and be immersed in) the gay pride parade. Because if San Francisco wasn’t the place to be today, I don’t know what was.
My husband and I both found ourselves moved to tears, thinking about what an incredible journey so many of these people have been through, and what the Supreme Court’s recent ruling striking down the Defense of Marriage Act must mean to the folks marching, and the GLBT community in general.
My daughter, on the other hand, slightly annoyed that I had neglected to pack any of her dress up clothes, just wanted to be in the parade, and didn’t understand why it is such a big deal that these same sex couples can now be married. To her, any two people that love each other make a couple, and her life is filled with so much same-sexness that it doesn’t even occur to her to question it.
Which is as it should be.
Some photos of the parade follow.
There was an endless supply of unabridged joy in the air today– I feel incredibly lucky to have been around to drink it in. How amazing, if even for just one day, to feel like the world is actually moving in a more positive direction.
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