Even while I'm reassuring my son this is a win, doubt whispers, "Really? This is it? What's the catch?" My marriage rights have been toyed with so many times over the past nine years, it's hard to believe someone won't pop up yelling, "Ha! Just kidding!" and send us back to the ballot box to start the fight again.
The wedding went off without a hitch and, over the years, dissolved into a silly and cherished family memory. At that very time, unbeknownst to me, my moms were forking over time, energy and legal fees to make their union and joint custody of me as legal in the eyes of the court as a married couple's.