I have never been one for politics. But if you had been at the West Hollywood celebration on Thursday, the day the supreme court decision allowing gay marriage was announced, I think you would have understood, as I have come to understand, that this is not about politics. It is about love and dignity and commitment. It is about children cheering from their father’s shoulders and mothers baptizing their infants with tears of joy. It’s about humanity, in all its beautiful diversity.

I am new to this community, and although I felt like I should bow in humble deferment to those who have waited decades for this day, they welcomed me unquestioningly into their midst. This is family, in the most beautiful form I have ever had the honor of bearing witness to, and it was all I could do to keep myself from staring unabashedly at all the beautiful faces. This is not the kind of beauty that makeup and plastic surgery buy you; this is the kind of beauty that only pain, and the tenacity of hope to prevail through that pain, can create in a person. And it was breathtaking. I am honored to have been a part of this historic moment; I am honored to call myself a member of such a beautiful community.