Being proud

About 5 or 6 years ago, while pumping gas, someone approached me with a petition. The petition was to make same sex marriage illegal; way before all the brouhaha that's in the news today. I just wanted dude to get up out my face, so I signed it without hesitation. After dude walked away, I knew damb well I didn't agree with what the petition stated. To this day, signing that petition still haunts me.  Why?  Because I have people in my life who I love dearly that are fighting for what that petition wanted to make illegal.

This year, I attended the Pride parade in my city for the first time and I had a blast.
She had one of the best views of the parade.



People were out and about, proud of who they were and didn't give a damb about folk judging them. And that's how it should be...everyday!  A weekend in June shouldn't be the only time someone like a soror of mine (Yeah, I'm talking you too, BGLOs*) can be proud of who she is. One weekend in June shouldn't be the only time she can feel comfortable when holding her girlfriend's hand while walking down the street.

Will we ever get to the point where my peeps can be proud everyday? When marriage between those of the same sex is simply called "marriage," just like marriage between a man and woman? I don't know. But, I do know my family, friends and sorors will always have my support.

And that's something that I'm very proud of.

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*BGLOs = Black Greek Letter Organizations

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