My mother’s hairdresser and his partner split up after 15 years. It happened right after the decision came down from the Supreme Court: Gay Marriage now legal in all 50 states.
Before the ruling their relationship was fine. They spent their days together, even fostered an at-risk youth in their home. Afterwards came the question: would they tie the knot? When? Weren’t they happy they could finally make it legal?
It turns out they were not. It turns out societal expectations of the future can sour even the soundest of relationships. This Christmas my mother inferred that it would soon be time for my brother to pop the question to his girlfriend. I can’t wait to see how that goes over.