One of Ivygirl’s electives is Concert Choir, and today, the teacher asked the kids to submit questions on any subject, and if appropriate, he would answer.
One of the questions was, “Are you married, and if so, when can we meet her?”
Answer: “Yes, I’m married, but you’ll never meet her because I have a husband.”
“Come on, who didn’t know I was gay?” Only one girl raised her hand.
At home, my daughter said gay marriage was illegal in Florida. I had to fine tune it for her a bit, namely, that her teacher wasn’t going to get arrested, but that the provisions for gay couples to have their relationship recognized by the state don’t exist. We followed that up with a brief outline of what legal rights Ivylad and I have with respect to each other, and for gays, those rights are not automatically conferred, and life partners have to draw up legal contracts, in the event of death benefits and medical decisions, etc.
“That’s not fair.”
No, it’s not, sweetie, but we’re getting there.