I grew up in Michigan.
I don't talk a lot about that. Since I left Michigan six days after graduating from high school I don't even mention it when I talk about where I am from. I usually mention Norfolk.
Most of my memories around growing up in Michigan are about my high school years, years which the word difficult would be an understatement in describing. High school for me felt more like a prison sentence, a long, tortuous prison sentence. Much of this was because I knew I was gay and also knew that I couldn't tell anyone. Holding secrets is no fun.
I can even remember back to junior high school and my first crushes. No, I had no interest in going to the dance with her. I wanted to go with him.
All of my family still lives in Michigan. My parents, brothers (including my brother who hasn't spoken to me since I came out in 1990) as well as a bunch of aunts, uncles and cousins. Thanks to Facebook, I am also in touch with the very few people I felt safe with during high school, and I actually love that.
So when I start hearing about this big marriage case being heard in Detroit on October 16th, I must admit that I get excited.
I honestly don't know much about the case. But when I read this, from the county where I lived and spent my high school years, I was ecstatic and almost had tears in my eyes:
"Midland County will be issuing marriage licenses as soon as the ruling comes down."
Of course bigotry is everywhere and I have read about all of the groups writing notes against any type of ruling that would support marriage equality.
All of that aside, I feel like mariage equality could actually become a reality in Michigan.
And I am grinning from ear to ear.
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