Thursday, December 15, 2011

Domestic Partners

So today at work, Evan got down on one knee and asked me to be his domestic partner so we could save around $780 next year on health insurance. It was all very romantic.

Then it hit me (as I was in the middle of doing bent-knee wipers at the gym) that we had been blasé about a process that is as far as some couples ever get to legally go together.

A sobering thought that makes me appreciate all the more the joy inherent in the gay marriages that have been fully recognized in the eyes of the law.

These two newlywed shots are from a wonderful series that appeared in New York Magazine.

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