Recently my daughter, Jennifer Blum, married her partner, Rachel Wilkins, at City Hall in New York. It was a beautiful day. The weather was magnificent and the brides were radiant. Rachel's parents and her brother were here from England and we all enjoyed each other. Several of the girls friends also came to the ceremony and we had a reception after at a rest in the city. Her father and I were so proud. We know they will be very happy together.
Jen's story begins almost twenty years ago when she was in college and came to me to tell me that she was gay. She was afraid to tell me, afraid of rejection I guess but nothing could be further from the truth. I had suspected that her friend who was coming every weekend from Ithaca, New York was more than a friend. I told her that it didn't matter whom she loved that I just wanted her to be happy. She asked what her father would say and I told her that he would feel the same way. As a matter of fact, he told everyone that his daughter wanted to be like him so much that she even liked woman like he did.
That, unfortunately, was not the story for so many of her friends who came out at the same time. Their parents were not as understanding. Some were thrown out of their homes, some were taken out of school and made to come home (as if that would cure them of this predilection). I couldn't understand how these people could reject their own children. There is nothing my children could ever do to make me not love them.
Jennifer is a bright, beautiful, athletic woman and we have always been very proud of her. She is an attorney in both New Jersey and New York. She is an accomplished athlete. She plays tackle football, flag football, softball and dodge ball. Last year in July, she was picked to play tackle football for Team USA against Sweden, Germany, Austria, Finland and Canada. They played in Sweden and we were there when they won the gold. It was very exciting.
If I sound like I'm bragging, well I guess I am. I couldn't have asked for a better daughter. We have traveled the country watching her play football and to receive all kinds of honors. She is in the Jewish Sports Hall of Fame and in the Museum of World Treasures in Kansas. And now she has given me another daughter. Had I rejected her because she is gay, I would have missed so much joy in my life.