Congradulations to all the happy couplesMay their marriages be blessed with happiness and peace.

Blessings….
and the same to the many single people who helped make this happen, too.

WAPO feature on the Young-Townsends…

They met in grad school. Angelisa Young and Sinjoyla Townsend were assigned to debate opposing sides of the same issue in a constitutional law class at the University of the District of Columbia, and both were so nerdily over-prepared — typical Washingtonians — that the other member of their group decided the debate was a draw.
Young felt the attraction first. Throughout the semester, she found excuses to pass Townsend fliers for the political activist group that she belonged to on campus; she was devastated when she later found those fliers left behind after class. She would go to watch Townsend shoot hoops, even though she hates sports.
“She would be reading books at the game,” Townsend teases. Young would come into the gymnasium in her girlie high-heeled boots, in clothes completely ridiculous for a basketball court.
Young protests: “I was trying!”
One night Townsend called Young, having recently realized what Young already knew. In the middle of a conversation about schoolwork, she said tenderly, “Every sunflower needs rain to grow. Would you be my rain?”
Young, who had long since given up on Townsend understanding the significance of her appearances at the gym, was confused. She thought, “This has nothing to do with the case” they had been discussing.
That was 12 years ago. They have tattoos on their wrists now: Townsend’s says “Sunflower” and Young’s says “Rain.”
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Young and Townsend don’t know why anyone would want to read about them. They’re boring people — a community outreach coordinator (Young) and a D.C. government supervisor (Townsend). They read, they shoot pool, they go dancing — less now, with Townsend’s bad knee — they walk the dog. Townsend, 41, paints and has filled their Southeast Washington home with art. Young, 47, is a bubbly Lucille Ball type. They complement each other. What more is there to say?
But maybe Mildred and Richard Loving, the Virginia couple whose marriage ultimately ended anti-miscegenation laws in 1967, also thought they were boring. There are people who seek out fame, and there are people whose boring lives get sewed up into the fabric of history and become accidental celebrities. Maybe, someone suggests to Young and Townsend, their lives will become part of historical record. Forty years from now people will want to know who they were.
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Early in their relationship, when both women were broke and a date might consist of walking around the waterfront or the monuments, Townsend gave her a piece of kite string as a present. “I told her that things wouldn’t always be easy,” she says, “but that we would hold on.”
At the time, Young was recovering from a failed marriage to a man — a union that had produced two children — and was often pensive. When the couple moved in together, Townsend bought books on stepparenting. She and the children decided Young was too uptight and invented a game called “Make Me Laugh,” with the sole goal of getting Young to crack a smile. Now, Young says with mock chagrin, the children confide in Townsend more than their biological mom.
Five years ago, when same-sex marriage in Washington still seemed hopelessly far away, they decided not to wait for the law. They had a commitment ceremony in Maryland with all the traditional trimmings. Years passed, and different states slowly began to repeal legislation outlawing same sex marriage. First Massachusetts, then Connecticut, then Iowa.
“Every time a state would pass, I would cry,” Young says, wondering when her home town would follow.
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It wasn’t until after the paperwork had been filed and they emerged from courthouse in daylight that they saw the crowds. A gantlet of reporters asking them for comment, supporters cheering encouragement, protesters waving signs. Suddenly they began to understand the difference between first and First, to realize that they would be looked at for what they represented as much as for who they were. Their two adult children support what they’re doing, but fear the repercussions of the publicity: On the phone, Young’s daughter pleaded with her, “Mommy, please be safe.”
They have friends who are congratulatory, and acquaintances who are not — a man Young sees almost every day, who normally greets her with a jokingly flirtatious “Hey, baby!” was conspicuously silent when she saw him the day after the courthouse. She wanted to tell him, “Believe it or not, the person you said ‘Hey, baby’ to on March 2 was also a lesbian with a partner.”
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“This is for everyone who wants to get married,” [Young] says. She used to run a support group for black LGBT women and would end sessions by inviting everyone to submit questions for the group to talk about. One day she unfolded a slip of paper that read, “I feel like committing suicide, but I’m scared.” To this day, whenever Young is out, she looks for the writer of that note. She has never seen her.
“I am doing this because I love my partner and we deserve to be married,” Young says. “But I am also doing this because the first one is always the hardest.”
Someone has to pave the way. She still may run into that woman, and if she does she wants to be able say, “Now, sweetheart. Now you can come through the door.”

Read the rest of the story at http://www.washingtonpost.com/…

Absolutely lovelyCongratulations to everyone tying the knot in D.C. today and every day. Love never fails.

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Parker even got in on the action, and pushed us together for the kiss.
I’ll have a post about yesterday coming up a bit later.

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