(sung to the tune of “I’m Sexy and I Know It” by LMFAO)
So….guys. I like to write love stories. Not like Nicholas Sparks or that other dude who usually likes to kill people off at the end (hey, Mr. Sparks does that too, come to think of it) but I’m more like, God save her soul, Barbara Cartland and Nora Roberts (my fingers wanted very much to type Julia Roberts, but I’m pretty sure she’s not a romance writer…then again, who knows, hm?). I believe in the everlasting power of love and I think the world would be awesome with unicorns pooping technicolor rainbows and little kitties that stay kittens (although, I like adult cats just as much too).
TLDR, I’m a sentimental fool and there’s no changing that. Even if I make a sound of disgust whenever someone kisses on screen or I think every Disney Princess would be better off without their Princes (personally, I like to think the Princes need their Princess more than the other way around), in the deepest, darkest corner of my heart, I still believe in the Happily Ever After. Which is why, despite all the pain and struggles my H/h’s go through, I still make sure they get their unicorns pooping bright rainbows at the end of the story.
TLDR x 2, love is awesome, no matter the form.
This is something I would LOVE to trumpet all over the net. I’m proud that I am friends with people who have found the courage to find love, no matter the gender, shape, color or creed. I myself am in an interracial marriage. I’m an Asian-American married to a Caucasian-American and I have been really blessed to be surrounded by family who have accepted my husband and not told me “You should have married a Korean guy!” <– I might look Asian, but I’m about as Korean as George Takei is Japanese, which is to say…not at all. I mean, I respect my racial background, but if Korea and the US were to duke it out in a future World Cup, I would totally be waving the Stars and Stripes, and damn what other people think.
So, let me get down to the crux of the matter. I love my family members. They are the most accepting, wonderful, kind people I know, both my family and my husband’s. They are the kind of people who will move heaven and earth to help those in their sphere and I’m lucky to know each and every one of them.
A few days ago, someone in my husband’s family posted this quote:
(actually, I tried to find the quote they posted, but they have since deleted their account…but it went along the lines of how nine lawyers have no right to change the constitution…or something along those lines)
I’m pretty damn sure they were referring to the recent decision by the Supreme Court to allow same-sex marriages. My facebook feed is littered with people who have rainbow-fied their profile images in support of the SC’s decision, and while I’ve love to do something like that, I just can’t because I’m deathly afraid of offending those I love and respect.
Both my husband’s family and my family are conservative Christians, although neither my husband and I are religious. Well, I believe in the great Pasta God in the sky, but that’s only because I love spaghetti.
Anyways, they think homosexuality is a sin and the fact that my husband will not join them in Heaven when he dies is something that disturbs my husband’s family quite a bit.
I don’t…I don’t even know what to think about that. I mean, these people are super intelligent, but they think that a man and a man or a woman and another woman getting married to each other is just about the worst thing since, I don’t know, sliced bread containing the same kind of ingredients as gym mats.
Honestly, I don’t get it. A lot of same-sex marriage folks brings up the whole “Oh, the sanctity of marriage, now it is all ruined and no one will view marriage as sacred again!” but I certainly don’t feel like my marriage was cheapened. Okay, so it’s hard to get any cheaper than a $50 dollar ceremony at the courthouse that lasted all of 5 minutes, but you get the idea, right? Your marriage is as sacred as you view it and it’s not like your next door neighbor just decided to get married to his goat.
So, a few days I decided, against my better judgment, to make a comment about someone’s post re: the SC’s decision, something along the lines of “love in any form is to be treasured” or something equally as sappy. And I stand by this. Just because a man loves another man doesn’t make his love any better or worse than the affection I feel for my husband.
When you post things on FB, everyone on your friends list gets to see it. When I like something, everyone sees it, even if they aren’t friends of the original poster, which is why I am usually quite circumspect because hey, no one needs to know just how much I love Lolcats and Icanhazcheezeburger, right? Just like how my husband doesn’t need to see all the risque photos that his friend likes….*wriggles brows*
Anyways, a family member who has always been quite active on FB in the past suddenly decided to deactivate their FB account. I don’t know why, not for sure. But I know that most, if not all, of the people on their friends list are of the same mindset as this family member and suddenly, I decided to just bite the bullet and post up this rather interesting picture from a recent LGBT rally in Korea.
I know that pic showed up on their thread. I know they would not have approved. But I don’t know if the picture was enough to upset them. I was worried about it for a bit, but I can’t stay worried about my connection with this family member over something like whether or not same-sex marriages are constitutional. I got bigger shit to worry about. Like books that need to get edited and published, and hopefully in that order.
So…I guess this is me coming out of the proverbial closet. Not to say I’m gay, but to say “Hey, I support people who want the freedom to marry who they want!” This is kind of a big step for me because I don’t want to hurt those around me because they think homosexuals are sinning in the eyes of God.
The world needs more love. Who are we to dictate what kind of love should be the right kind?
With that said, I’ll sign off with this rather succinct gif, because I just love them: