When we couldn't get married I always protected my feelings by saying we didn't need a piece of paper to show and know our love for each other.
The day we actually were able to marry, Mrs Jude and I stood under a tacky trellis saying our vows to each other while my smiling Dad sat and took some pictures. As each second passed the little speck of warmth that started from the center of my heart expanded outward until I was overwhelmed with the warm and fuzzy feeling. This wasn't a hot flash either. It was knowing that Mrs Jude and I were really committed to our relationship. Not that we weren't this way in our prior years together. It just felt different.
As we walked out of the building I held my head a little higher and had an extra bounce in my step. It was at that point that I realized, marriage does matter. At least to me. All those years that I said we didn't need it, well, maybe we didn't at the time and maybe we still don't really need marriage but let me tell you being married to the woman that I love feels damn good.
So today, when ever I read or hear anyone discrediting my marriage status, I get bothered by those statements and feelings. Listen, my marriage is the same as any other person's marriage in a sense that it's recognized by the state of California. We're getting close to having it recognized by the Federal government too. We all need to strive for marriage equality and when the government stops allowing discrimination then maybe the rest of the general public will also stop doing the same.