Love Wins

No union is more profound than marriage, for it embodies the highest ideals of love, fidelity, devotion, sacrifice, and family.  In forming a marital union, two people become something greater than they once were.  As some of the petitioners in these cases demonstrate, marriage embodies a love that may endure even past death.  It would misunderstand these men and women to say they disrespect the idea of marriage.  Their plea is that they do respect it, respect it so deeply that they seek to find its fulfillment for themselves.  Their hope is not to be condemned to live in loneliness, excluded from one of civilization’s oldest institutions.  They ask for equal dignity in the eyes of the law.  The Constitution grants them that right.

The judgement of the Court of Appeals for the Sixth Circuit is reversed.

It is so ordered.

11540944_863433433730767_8044280311439724875_nIt is a happy day, indeed.

Summer, Summer

Though the temperature has passed beyond 90 for several weeks now, today is (officially) the second day of summer.  I should have written yesterday, I know, but life gets in the way.  Besides, EVERYONE writes their summer blogs on the 21st.  It’s fun to be different!

This week has plans to act like a week in late July – humidity sky high, temperatures 95+.  Luckily, in addition to an air conditioning that works like a charm, there is a pool in Piedmont Park that gives me all kinds of relief.  Bonus points if there are baby ducks and a turtle or 2 on the lake.  Bonus bonus points if there is frozen yogurt afterward.

Summer is magical, especially southern summers.  But, in true Laura fashion, I’m already looking forward to fall.  I’m a mess, y’all, but it’s a beautiful one.

Sweet Pea and Magnolias

Summer has arrived again, hot and sticky with the occasional cool breeze.  It’s good to feel the warm sun and walk around the house with the air conditioning turned down low and my summer shorts on, my swimsuit ready for action and the faint smell of sunscreen hanging about the house.

With summer comes my birthday; I consider it the unofficial beginning of the summer season.  And every year, my mom and I have lunch at the Swan Coach House, a historic home in old Buckhead.  It’s the epitome of Southern history and culture, and that coupled with the magnolia trees blossoming makes me want to do all sorts of southern things.  So this year, I am.

Currently, there is fruit cobbler cooling on the stovetop.  To Kill a Mockingbird is waiting on my nightstand.  And Steel Magnolias is playing on my television.  Tomorrow, Nanna is making fried chicken and cutting up some fresh summer fruit; I bought Walden a plastic pool and we’re going to spend some time in the sunshine.  And the next few days will be peppered with southern movies, books, and other paraphernalia.

I’m off…the cobbler is cooled enough, I think, and it’s time to slice this bit of summer.

The Sound of Music

When I was very small, my nan (or my great-grandmother) gave me a copy of The Sound of Music.  Since it was the 80s, the movie was squeezed onto two video cassette tapes, the first one ending as Gretl ran out of the room, declaring that this will be her first party.

Tonight, it’s been 50 years since this amazing movie was released, and I’m watching Diane Sawyer interview Julie Andrews on ABC and singing the songs to myself.  These songs have been a part of my life for more than 25 years.

(As an aside, I met Julie Andrews at the Little Shop of Stories back in 2010.  She is as beautiful and charismatic in person as she is on-screen.)

When the kids I nannied were scared of a thunderstorm, I pulled out My Favorite Things.  When I struggled with finding the balance between my passion and a job, Climb Every Mountain echoed in my head.  To this day, when I need a particular brand of courage, I Have Confidence is what I sing to myself (or, loudly, if I’m by myself).  Senior year of high school, as our class was riding in a bus through the countryside of snowy Austria, every girl, at once, began singing The Sound of Music.

This movie shaped me, and I have this deep, indefinable love for it.  The opening sequence takes me back to summer afternoons in the living room, sun streaming through the windows and my watching, rapt, as Maria twirled around Salzburg.

(As another aside, one of my biggest regrets is that, during that trip to Austria, we hit Vienna and drove right by Salzburg.  I can’t believe I was that close, I saw the abbey on the hill, and couldn’t disembark and see the sights of my favorite movie.  I will go back one day.)

Julie was my age when she filmed this movie, which makes me feel a sort of kinship with her.  Sadly, I will never be able to sing as well as she can, but I can damn well make my life as meaningful and beautiful as she’s done.  And maybe even find my own Captain Von Trapp along the way.

Climb every mountain.
Ford every stream.
Follow every rainbow.
‘Til you find your dream.

Good Monday

I follow an artist on YouTube who, every day, posts videos reminding her viewers to enjoy every day, be silly every day, and other general reminders.  She is always trying to find the bright side of things, even if she had a terrible day.  This has inspired me, and so I will list some of the things I’m thankful for.

  • It’s officially March, which means spring isn’t too far off.  And we all know that springtime in Atlanta is a sight to behold.  Bring me some daffodils and dogwoods.  Not to mention the azaleas.
  • It’s supposed to rain all week.  Now, for some people, that’s not a positive thing.  But, as a writer, I find myself loving the sound of raindrops on the roof and against the window and hoping for a rumble of thunder.  And even if I get my feet wet, I’m going to keep loving whatever weather comes my way.
  • I’ve lost almost 30 pounds.  I will be thankful and proud of that instead of beating myself up that I haven’t lost more.
  • Wednesday, I’m attending the Atlanta Magazine Best of Atlanta Party.  How lucky I am to be able to attend events like this and make a living doing what I love.
  • I have plans with several friends this week.  How lucky I am to have such people in my corner.

In short, I think it’s important to find the good in every day and be cheerful and upbeat, no matter what life brings you.  Just call me Pollyanna.