The long arc of history does, in fact, bend towards justice.
One day, the girl I've love so very long will say yes to my proposal and become my bride.
I'll watch her walk down the aisle and join together with me into a sacred covenant and union blessed by God and honored by my government. I'll put up picture of that day on my desk without fear of losing my job or the respect of my colleagues. When she gets pregnant, everyone will celebrate and no one will question if the babies she carried are mine or if the babies I carried are hers. They're our children, born into our union and entrusted to us by God. I'll become Dean of Medicine, probably because my wife makes me a better person and this a better leader, clinician, and teacher.
One day.

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