Gay marriage. SCOTUS. Facebook debates. Rainbow profile pictures. There are a hundred things I could say about my (strong) opinions on this or that sticky point, on what constitutes bigotry or religion oppression or intolerance or logical fallacies or what have you.
But all I feel like doing right now is celebrating.
All I feel like doing is rejoicing and letting the gratitude bleed out of my heart that we are finally here, in one big way. There are more steps to take and more goals to reach, but this one feels momentous. Ever feel like you're born to care about a cause? This is one of mine. And my heart has been so full the last few days. And I've been tempted to jump in on Facebook debates here and there, but mostly I just want to dance in the streets and cry a little and give fist pumps to the sky.
Super lucky to live near SF at a time like this! I went to the Pride parade on Sunday and it warmed my heart. All the signs held up by couples who've been together for decades and finally, FINALLY, are having their day. Finally, finally, marching through a crowd of people who are applauding and cheering and not throwing stones.
My heart is so full. My soul is healed a little bit. What a beautiful time to be alive.