We missed the 2008 window when LGBTQ couples could marry; it quickly closed. Now my partner lay in a bed at Mission Hospital, in a coma from a ruptured brain aneurysm. Should I stay or leave? What would be the cost? Her sister arrived. Demanded doctors unplug her sister from all machines. With our Registered Domestic Partnership document in hand, I made the decisions with the nurses and doctors, not her sister. Fourteen years, eight hundred thousand dollars, and a multitude of therapies later, my partner made it. We got married. My wife, my soulmate, until death do we part.
Susan Davis is a retired English teacher and taught over three thousand students. She took the time to earn three masters degrees in creative writing.