Tag: marriage

Obergefell v. Hodges

On June 26, 2015, SCOTUS released their finding in Obergefell v. Hodges; their ruling was that Fourteenth Amendment requires a State to license a marriage between two people of the same sex and to recognize a marriage between two people of the same sex when their marriage was lawfully licensed and performed out-of-State. This changed precisely 13 of the 50 states; the rest had already legalized it.

It was, without argument, one of the most devastating blows to the Christian community I have ever seen.

Not for that reason, though – not because boys can marry boys and girls can marry girls, but because what little community still identified as Christian turned decidedly against each other in a hateful attack of unbelievable proportions. It stunned me and as I sat reading the responses, I became completely incensed, shaking in disbelief. The anger. The rage. The hatred. You know, just like Jesus was. Oh wait a second…

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Thanksgiving

In case any of you are still out there, Happy Thanksgiving. I have been MIA for what…three months now. It’s been busy and crazy and I have not prioritized well. Everyone is still alive, I finished all my commitments, I still have my job, and we are all mostly unscathed, so I’m going to call this one a win.

I am super tired and 100% not in a writing mood, but I did want to give a shout out to my parents, as tomorrow is their 40th wedding anniversary. Y’all, that is like…a REALLY long time.

I don’t have much in me tonight – I am tired and carb-deprived and the house is a disaster, and it would take me hours to even attempt to list the things I am thankful for. So in true ADD fashion, I’m not even going to try. I do, however, want to recognize my gratitude for the dedication my parents have to their marriage. Today I’m thankful for growing up in one lovely home. I’m thankful for all the sacrifices they made for us to give us the life we had, which was seriously like the childhood everyone wants. Happy 40th Anniversary, Mom and Dad. I love you both so very, very much.

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A Party Ten Years in the Making

(Written in May – look, I’ve been lazy, alright?)

The Oldest One’s father and I separated in 2005 when she was five months old. Like most divorces, it was contentious, and a lot of bad choices were made on both sides (mostly the in way I reacted to things). I’ll admit that it’s not easy to share custody of an infant, and I most certainly didn’t make it any easier. There were times that it got easier, but mostly it was hard.

Luckily, we both always loved her more than we hated each other, and that has always made all the difference. She’s been blissfully ignorant about the contention at most times (it never lasted long, but, you know, if you don’t get along when you’re married, you definitely won’t when you’re divorced). It got much easier when I met Hubbin and he met the woman I call The Best Stepmother Ever, though I’ll shorten it to Rhea on the internet.

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