It seems hard to believe it hasn’t happened already, given my circle of friends, but I’m attending my first gay wedding this weekend. I’m looking forward to it for so many reasons. Cory, the groom, will always hold a special place in my heart, and Sean, the groom, is his perfect complement. So many friends will be there, and we’ll celebrate and drink, and laugh and dance.
The reason I’m most excited though, is that it will be the second wedding ever attended by my daughter. From her empirical perspective, sometimes girls marry boys, and sometimes boys marry boys. She has yet to witness a girl marrying a girl, but it’s only a matter of time.
When I attend my first gay wedding, I will be 39 years old. Grace will be 4. Should this trend continue, Grace’s potential child should attend her first gay wedding when she’s 146 days old.
Here’s to the grooms, and continuing trends.
UPDATE: Good friends, good food, good music, surprise guests. Best wedding ever. Best party ever.
