Many years ago during a holiday in Switzerland I met a stranger. I sat at the Lake Geneva, looked out at the great fountain and enjoyed the sun. It wasn’t the best day. I wasn’t sure what to do with my life. Back then I was only 20 years old and all I knew was that I felt a calling but until then I had no idea what it was. Suddenly a young man sat down next to me. He looked middle eastern and English was certainly not his first language. He introduced himself as Yusuf and began to talk.
“Every love story is beautiful but ours is my favorite.”
This quote from an unknown author could have easily been said by Kami and Kelly, the couple Lisa married today. And yes, I must admit, their love story is a very good one. Both of the girls have daughters and Kami even has three absolutely gorgeous little grand daughters. And guess what? They were all present today. Flower girls, the ringbearer and maids of honour. All of them present and involved, all of them excited to witness the wedding of their mothers and grandmothers.
It was Kelly who touched me in a special way today. After the ceremony they all left the building to the song “We are family”. Kelly insisted on doing “something funny for that song because we are not a normal family”. I smiled at that. There she was, that young woman who had been married to a man before but now realized that her true happiness lay in a relationship with a woman. There she was and said that she had to mock that song at least a little bit because what she had was not normal. Oh Kelly, your family is perfectly normal and beautiful. From the gravity with which little flower girl Zayvire dropped petals, to the pride with which old Jim gave his friend Kelly away – it was the normalcy that made this wedding special and Kami’s and Kelly’s love story a really really good one.
It was an honor to be chosen as their wedding officiant.
“And what was it like in Germany?”
I heard this question so often in the last months. People do not only want to know what Germany, my home country is like, but also and especially what it was like to grow up Christian and bisexual there. So here it is. My attempt to find words for something absolutely normal and boring.