My Love was out of the country in meetings last fall.
I called her repeatedly over the course of half an hour, interspersed with texts, asking her to call me.
Finally, she returned my call.
My Love (extremely exasperated): This better be important. I’m in the middle of a critical meeting here.
Me: A federal court just threw out the same-sex marriage ban in [our state].
[silence]
Me: Did you hear me? We can get married at home.
Voice in the background: Is everything all right?
My Love: I’m just going to go over here in the corner and dance and cry for a few minutes, OK?
I’m just going to go over here in the corner and dance and cry for a few minutes, OK?
I teared up.
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Oh, my, yes!
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I ugly cried girl and was shaking all over.
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“Ugly cried”. Yes; that’s it exactly.
Right after I posted that, my partners came in my office with champagne and cupcakes. Middle-aged, straight, male engineers wanting to celebrate with the nearest lesbian!
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I thought of you this AM and that now you can have that wedding on your love’s family property. Tears of joy all over the place here!
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Thank you! I’m so happy.
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Reading the news brought tears to my eyes, and reading your post now has done the same. Congratulations!
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Thank you. I was going to post this story a month ago, but it didn’t feel right with the Supreme Court decision hanging over us.
Friday seemed like a good day to add the final line and push the Publish button.
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Very nice. I can’t wait to marry My Love as well!
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Good luck to you!
fiancée (with that extra ‘e’ for a girl) is such a sweet word.
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