On July 24, 2011 I had the privilege of standing witness at my best friend's (The Boy's godfather, Nino) wedding. We stood on line for hours on the streets of City Hall on a hot humid Sunday. I usually get emotional at weddings, but I don't think I've been as moved as I was on this day.
Most couples eagerly anticipate their wedding, but for many of the couples married on July 24 - the first day of New York's Marriage Equality - it was day some had waited decades for. And as I watched my best friend and his partner exchange their vows - I was grateful they didn't have to wait that long.
I am raising The Boy to know that he is "different, not less." I don't want anyone to discriminate against him. What kind of mixed message would I send, if I was against gay marriage? Discrimination is never okay.
If two people love each other and are committed to each other - why can't they be married? Why can't two men or two women have the same rights as a man and a woman in love? I believe everyone should be allowed the same right to marry who they love.
The Boy doesn't understand the concept of marriage but he understands love. The Boy understands Nino and Uncle Johnny are part of our family. We spend Christmas, birthdays and special milestones together. He knows that his Nino and Uncle Johnny love each other and that they love him. That's all The Boy sees and that's all that matters to him.
And I wish more people could see things the way The Boy does.