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Growing up happy with two mothers

Posted: June 17, 2008 5:22 p.m.
Updated: August 16, 2008 5:02 a.m.
 
Mr. Beaumont stated in his letter ("Gay marriage ban a religious freedom issue," June 5, 2008) that he's voting yes in November to amend our state Constitution to define marriage as a union between a man and a woman.

He's doing this to protect his pastor's rights, his religious freedom.

I will be voting no, to protect our children's (and their children's) rights - the right to be happy!

I never knew my father. I was 2 months old when he and my mother separated and he left town.

To make ends meet, my mother usually worked two jobs at a time. I didn't see my mother much, and when I did she was usually tired.

She didn't partake in our school activities, and family time wasn't something I was familiar with. My two older brothers were responsible for taking care of me.

I knew that if my mom had a husband, she would be around more often and wouldn't have to work so hard. For that reason, I wished for my mom to remarry.

My mother was 36 when she met Paige. When I was 11 Paige came to live with us.

At the time it was only my 14-year-old brother and me at home. It didn't take long to realize that the relationship they shared was more than just a friendship. She and Paige loved each other.

My mother asked that we didn't tell others, so I referred to Paige as my aunt. I always felt that she wanted to protect her own reputation.

I was wrong.

When a few friends did find out (along with their parents), I was suddenly not invited to many sleepovers. Some could no longer come to my house to play.

I had to deal with something a lot harder then my mother's love for another woman; loss of friendships, because of other's fears!

After a while I didn't care what others thought. Why? My mother was happy!

She didn't have to work as hard now that there were two incomes contributing to the household. She was around more often and she was able attend a few of my school functions.

I had a stable, loving home filled with laughter. It was the most secure I felt in the first 11 years of my life.

My mother died suddenly at the age of 48. Paige passed a few years ago.

I wish they could have grown old together. My own children would be loved by these two women and their lives would be more enriched because of that love!

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