Eh--who knows. They say everything happens for a reason. "They." The infamous "they." The next time someone asks me what famous person I'd like to have dinner with, "they" is going to be my answer. Everyone knows "them" but I'm pretty sure no one has met "them."
Today's blog post was going to be a "what is sexy" list, but I'm all distracted by my marital status and other weird things that happened today... Like on the way home from school with Spiderman I looked in the rearview mirror to see his entire right hand, arm, and side of his face smeared with blood. Apparently he had a bloody nose... the minute or two it took me to figure that out was a strange minute or two in my head.
So, I'm divorced... and other people are very excited about it. It feels neutral to me. I've been emotionally divorced for over a year now... maybe a few years if you don't count the last attempt at reunion. I didn't cry (some people do). I didn't feel tremendous relief (although there was a little). I just felt... divorced. Is that a feeling?
I've been wondering lately... how long do you have to be divorced before you can just mark "single" on forms again. I mean, does it really matter on a medical history form or application for a library card whether I was ever married... doesn't it just matter (if even that) that I'm not married now? Why is divorced a status? Married... or not married... those should be the distinctions.
|I sometimes still eat Chick-fil-A. It's delicious... and shameful|
Most of the shame comes from being a(n almost) vegetarian
eating a chicken sandwich. A delicious chicken sandwich.
Anyway, it occurred to me for the first time today that I couldn't just run off to the courthouse and marry the person I'm in love with (and not just because we haven't discussed it and it's kind of a two person thing...) because she has the same genitals as me. Yup--it feels wrong. Maybe not the wrongest thing that ever happened... but wrong.
So, what do we do? Is legalizing same sex marriage a strategy to pave a road of healing and acceptance, or is walking a path of healing and acceptance what will allow people equal rights? The US of A has a black president, and that hasn't made us any less racist... just sayin'
Ah, the rants of a newly divorced woman.