February 24, 2004
Dear Mr. President,
This morning you felt compelled to introduce an amendment to the Constitution of the United States defining
marriage as existing only between one man and one woman.
You say that this will create "clarity." I would like you
to share this clarity with my
first grade daughter on her school playground, when the children, imitating their role models as they
always do, will take up the
issue. Because I dread those conversations with every fiber of my being.
Challenged by another child, my daughter will declare forthrightly that
of course her two moms are
married. After all, we have wedding photos in our home, as any couple does. They
show her two moms, fifteen years ago, in front of our Unitarian Universalist Congregation.
Smiling, with many of our
friends and family members around us.
You see, we have not yet discussed with this seven year old, precocious
as she is, the distinction between
civil and religious marriage. She knows only that we are her parents, the only ones she's
known. She knows that we
got married in our church, as her aunts and uncles did, and that our neighborhood and church, her
school and social circle, involves
a significant number of kids with two moms and a few with two dads. She knows that we provide the
only stability, the only bedrock, that she has ever known.
Of course she knows that there are people who say that two men or two women cannot be married. She knows
that, not very long ago, some people said that no one could marry someone of a different race, but now
of course we no longer believe
that. But I haven't yet been able to break it to her that some people want to change our
Constitution to say that our
family isn't part of "We the people". I just haven't found a
way to fit it in between
soccer and karate and church.
Tonight I will sit her down, after we've done her homework, and have the
conversation that I hoped I could
avoid. I will tell her that you, the President of the United States, have decided that only a man and a
woman can be married, and that
you want to make that part of our Constitution. Yes, the document she adores from watching
Liberty's Kids and reading Magic Treehouse books. I will tell her that I don't believe
this change in the
Constitution will happen, not enough people will vote for it. But it does mean that people may say very
mean things to her at school about our family. She will be afraid. I will project
confidence and good humor, but
I will be afraid, too.
I do not want to teach my daughter that the President of the United States does not include our family in the
people he serves and protects. I do not want to say to her that the very flag she loves will be
waved by people who believe
that it does not belong to our family.
Please, Mr. Bush, tell me how I should conduct myself "without bitterness or anger" at this time, as
you instructed me today. Come over to my house tonight: you look at my daughter's eyes as
they absorb the fact that you,
the first President she has ever known, thinks she can no longer be included in the very
Constitution of this land. You tell me how to "conduct this difficult debate in a matter
worthy of our country."
Because I am at a loss.
Sincerely,
The Rev. Meg A. Riley
Unitarian Universalist Association
Washington, DC