Wednesday, March 27, 2013

On the matter of Marriage Equality

This is the image that has gone viral. It is simple but speaks volumes.
 Surely you've seen this and understand what it stands for and why it has gone viral. Marriage Equality. Meaning, allow same sex couple the benefits of marriage that hetero couples have. Pretty simple, but people get their panties in a wad over the definition of marriage.
My sister and her wife on their 'wedding day'

You'd think it was simple but there's some confusion and apparently people feel threatened by allowing loving couples to take commitment one step further with a legally binding contract to share and share alike. Sure, I simplified it. In my opinion, the powers that be like to complicate things far too much.
This passage used frequently at weddings. It applies to marriage equality. I made this, by the way.
My 18 year old son and I have had several conversations about everything under the sun. Some of those talks are painfully embarrassing to him because I am his mom. A girl. However, if I don't open the door for honest dialogue, who else will?

When Mancub was a little guy he knew he had a great uncle who was gay. At his funeral Mancub learned that same uncle dressed in drag. There were many pictures of my uncle in his alter ego attire. Mancub shrugged. Smiled. Accepted it as easily as being told that the sky is blue.

Having gay people in his life wasn't something unusual. My dearest friend is gay. I took Mancub to a lesbian wedding shower. His aunt is gay and we celebrated her nuptials with all the pomp and circumstance of a regular wedding. The difference. THE ONLY DIFFERENCE was that the people saying their vows were both wearing wedding gowns.

So, as marriage equality made its way in the media it came time for Mancub and I to have a chat. I was curious about his opinion. Ya know, tap into the youthful mindset. My question was simple: What do you think about gay couples marrying, just as straight couples do, and being given the same benefits  including social security benefits, health care, right to be by their side in the hospital (when family only) etc... ? His answer,

"First of all, straight couples that I know can't seem to make marriage work. I mean, look at all the divorce just in our own family?... Maybe gay people can teach us something since they have to fight for the right to marry each other. And if two people love each other what is the big problem?... Aunt Maureen & Kris love each other and their kids love them. Justin and Frank are two of the coolest people I know and they love each other. You can see it. Tommy is the most loving person in your life so if he wants to marry the man he's lived with for years, why shouldn't he? Hasn't Amanda been with Heather for ... ever? That says a lot."
The above took place throughout our talk. My son is amazing. He does tend to see things very simply; logically. Not a lot of gray area in the mind of this kid with Asperger Syndrome. He sees things at face value and I believe we should all take a lesson from that mentality.

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Time flies

"The Wedding Singer" presented by our community theater ( ) came and went without so much as a blog post from me. Why? Well, I was preoccupied with work, rehearsals, social-life.

Wait, what? Did you just read social-life? Indeed you did. Now, don't get too excited thinking I found me a may-un. No, no. What resulted from being in a musical production of the movie by the same name is friendships. Say that one more time. Friendship. Local. Easily accessible.

Let's back up a little bit because the performances of "The Wedding Singer" deserve some attention.

I had the best time performing on a stage where my high school days were spent. Additionally, my son and niece were also in the show. Our little winter production even received a review from the newspaper. That hasn't happened in a long time. See, this presentation didn't come without some controversy. The Daily Journal called us "racy but worthwhile." Yep. For this theater group we pushed the envelope by not dropping/altering the cussing, sexual content. The show came with blatant warnings some people chose to ignore (and then complain about later) and all that did was give us even more publicity. Favorable.

George & Rosie "Move That Thang" 

Mancub and his stage bride

Back to the best thing to come from being in that show other than feeding my much starved ego (applause is my high) was meeting people with whom I proudly call 'family.' My cast mates all hold a place in my heart for making the experience so much fun. However, there are a handful that filled a massive hole in mine and Mancub's lives. At this point it amazes me how I functioned without them. Isn't that weird? You don't know what is missing until you have it.

My 'family' at Mulan Jr sans Marc. Where is Marc!?
Something that is even more astounding for me is that I have no problem letting them know how I feel. Saying, "I love you" isn't just a passing phrase. Other than my son, I wasn't inclined to hugging people who didn't know me for a lifetime. Now, I find that I crave being embraced by these people who've welcomed us into their lives and homes. It is safe to say that the five gentleman and one lady are my human Zoloft.

Dana, Frank & me

And that's why I have not written in quite awhile. My days are fulfilled. I bitch a lot less. I laugh a lot more. It is my quest to get back to babbling for my own entertainment, which, hopefully will entertain you.