It’s day one of the Freedom to Marry blog carnival at the OTHER mother, and
I have three items for today’s theme of something old.
The first is this photo on the left, taken 38 years ago, at the age I was when I wrote the following poem. When I was ten I used to write poems and slip them into my teacher’s desk drawer. Two years later, when he saw the for-sale sign up at my house, Mr. Wheeler typed up my poems and gave them to me in a bound spiral. My first (and only, to date) collection!
My second something-old is this poem. I used to think, up until I was in high school, that poems always had to rhyme.
You might notice a misspelled word in the poem, which apparently my teacher didn’t catch when he typed it… . I’ve always been a terrible speller, which I attribute to being a Gestalt learner, but I’m just making excuses.
This third picture is a drawing my sister made of my husband and me for our wedding invitations. We’ve been married 21 years, so that’s how old the drawing is. One reason why we’ve been married for over two decades is because we have children. Children need stable homes, and a legal, binding marriage can help create that stability when times are tough. The marriage also gives children a better chance for financial support should the parents decide to split up. All children deserve parents with a strong commitment to work together to provide a good home. It doesn’t make sense to deprive someone of that right simply because of the parent’s gender. Let’s support everyone’s right to marry whomever they please.
Balanced On the Edge 
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