Sunday morning, I catered a Jewish Baby-Naming for a gay couple. It was their second child, a daughter. They already had a three year old boy, and he was clearly spoiled, as there wasn't one room in the entire 3-story house that didn't have a corner devoted to toys. The house was beautiful, lavish, and Frank Lloyd Wright-inspired. The word, "wealthy" doesn't even begin to describe these noblemen of the twenty-first century. After all, they did just unload well over a grand to feed and entertain over 100 guests from their temple in celebrating the naming of their second child. It was more than just a celebration of a birth in my eyes, though; it was a celebration of a victory.
These men are victorious. They have defeated the caitiff of homosexual stereotype. I hope I can learn from them, because I still feel trapped by it. Contrary to my gay-hating retaliation and unjustifiable retreat before I give myself the chance to get to know a boy, these heroes of the cause met, fell in love, and started a fucking family. That's beautiful. Cheers, guy! I hope one day I find someone who can help me slay the dragon of self-fulfilling prophecies. More gay couples need to start successful families in order to prove to the world that we can provide a healthy environment to raise kids, and to prove to our more lascivious counterparts that procreation is still the most rewarding outcome of life.
At the end of the event, I saw a little girl scouring a decorative pillar with paper-machet and pictures of the family. The pillar had pictures of their son, graduation pictures, wedding pictures, etc. At first, the girl was plagued with confusion, but as she stuck her face as close to each heart-shaped picture as she could without losing focus, a little spark of understanding shined in her eye. She smiled, and ran to her mom. I wonder how her mother explained her gentlemen friends' relationship in the car on the way home, because I'm sure that little girl was full of questions...
I also wonder if I'll ever be allowed to have my child baptised...not that I'd do it.
Go Judaism!
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You know, it's funny. I have these same thoughts (though less charged due to normalcy) when I encounter a heterosexual couple in the throes of baby making. I know it doesn't really compare, but I toast not only to this couple's victory over the stigma of same-sex families, but also their victory over a culture convinced that marriage and families are doomed from the start. Mazel tov.
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