Jesse Jackson is not my favorite person, but the sight of him last night in Chicago with tears running down his face was one of the most touching things I've ever seen.
KidThree and I were not able to go to a polling place while the babies were here, as TwinOne's cold was still yucky, but we headed out as soon as the babies went home and spent the last two hours of voting outside a polling place, holding up our "Vote No on Prop Eight" signs. KidTwo and KidFour texted us throughout that period, giving us updates as state after state reported its results.
When we first got to the polling place, we went inside to drop off my ballot and KidOne's ballot; everyone was nice as pie as KidThree wheeled herself to the ballot box. Along the way, some election volunteers said they would take our ballots over, but when I explained that KidThree wanted to put them in the box herself, they all smiled and stepped aside. At the actual ballot box, the election volunteer there was putting the ballots in, so KidThree handed them to him; he smiled broadly at her and theatrically dropped them through the slot. It was a lovely sight, to see my beautiful KidThree treated so kindly. She had gotten herself up so carefully and it showed--she just sparkled, from her head to her toes.
I had been afraid to let myself believe that Obama would win, no matter how good the signs, until the actual results were in, then I could not stop grinning. That joy is tempered by immense sadness that so many Californians thought it was okay to vote their religious beliefs into law, that they were afraid homosexuals were going to somehow 'get' their children, and so now discrimination is probably in our constitution.
KidOne got off work at eight and met KidThree and me at our local Democratic Club celebration, where I signed KidThree up for the club and got her a commemorative t-shirt, then I went for pizza while KidOne and KidThree went home to watch the news. We had pizza and sodas together and just enjoyed the news. I looked at my wonderful girls, my beautiful, intelligent, amazingly talented daughters of color and was so happy to know that the world they are entering just underwent this tremendous sea change. I know they'll still face discrimination and prejudice and people looking askance at them because of the color of their skins, but oh how much more easily they will negotiate that world with the knowledge that their country just elected Barack Obama president.
And we won't stop working for Gay Marriage. Love is Good. Commitment is Good. Family is Good, no matter how it comes about. Two steps forward and one step back, but then two steps forward again. We'll get there someday.