Lesbian Dad

Some/thing new

[Limping just a tad bit behind, here’s the second in a series for Robin Reagler’s Freedom to Marry Week blog carnival, What About Love] We were given license to marry in May 2008. It was new to feel welcomed into the protective embrace of the state. But not walking into

It’s Lezzy VOTING time!

We interrupt the delivery of actual content here to draw your attention to The Lezzys, by which I don’t mean the legions upon legions of us sisters of Sappho.  You are paying attention to one right this very minute, and you are at liberty to search out more of us

Some/thing old

[First in a series for Robin Reagler’s Freedom to Marry Week blog carnival, Some/thing oops! What About Love] You want old? Old was what my dad was when, over a dozen years after we’d held a weepy-exuberant commitment ceremony in a botanical garden across the bay, my beloved and I

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