As it stands, my bio says 20. I was 22 last week, hiya.
Don’t even know who to turn to at times like these
Been about a month so I felt like uploading this now. This is a picture from my mom’s wedding on July 27th, 2013. I’m the guy in the middle, on the left, in the blue. My mom’s bride, Erina, has been in our lives since 2000, when she was my brother (the guy to my right in the purple) Jeremy’s middle school Special Ed teacher. Side note: Jeremy has Williams Syndrome. A few years after my mom and my dad got divorced, Erin and my mom got together. In 2010, they exchanged rings as a way of sort of saying “Hey, we’re gonna stay together and we want to get married, but we kinda can’t because the government sucks so here are these rings as a symbol more than anything else.” We live in Washington, so once gay marriage was legalized, they decided it was time to make that shit official.
Now for some background on all of the groomsmen and the one bridesmaid. As you might be able to see, each person (minus the bridesmaid) is a different color of the rainbow. Get it? Because it’s a gay wedding. Clever, I know. Anyways, from left to right we have my brother, me, Rick (Green), Julia (Erin’s sister), Vashal (Yellow), Elionel (Orange), and Colby (Red).
Vashal, Elionel, and Colby all have Muscular Dystrophy. For a number of years now, Erin has been involved with MDA (Muscular Dystrophy Association) and volunteers at different summer camps for kids with MD. Those three men and their families have become quite close with my family, so it was only fit that they would be in the ceremony with us. Rick, the man in the green to my left, had a son named Ricky. Ricky also had MD, but was diagnosed with Stomach Cancer earlier this year. After a few fierce months of chemo and battling the disease, Ricky passed away. Rick, a very conservative, right-wing Republican sat in his place and was the ring bearer for my mom.
The ceremony itself was at Elionel’s house in his backyard. Nearly 200 people attended the wedding. It was crammed, but not miserably so.
Love is beautiful thing. This picture is moments before I began crying my eyes out. I was over-whelmed by the love and support that so many people showed my parents that day and the support they had given them for so many years. I was over-whelmed by people like Rick’s ability to throw aside their beliefs for a moment to realize that love does not have a specific definition. But most of all, I was happy to see my moms get exactly what they and other couples like them deserve. A right to celebrate love the way they choose.
Just wanted to share with all of you. :)
holy fucking shit
oh nO HE STILL LOOKS PRETTY EVEN WHEN HE LOOKS LIKE THE KIND OF PERSON THAT WOULD THROW A FOOTBALL AT YOUR HEAD ON PURPOSE
i wouldn’t mind getting hit by his thrown football