Современные семейные ценности

gether. Now I’m very aware of the fact that my inability to be legally married in Australia is a denial of a right that everyone else has. And there’s no sensible reason for it. Olivier and I had known each other for six years before we got together. We travelled in the same social circles… and I’d always thought he was hot! After he broke up with his long-term partner, he asked me out on a date and I said no. I thought he needed to get over his previous relationship properly. A few months went past and he asked again. I turned him down again. There was a fondness between us, but I felt it was too soon. Then in September 2010, he invited me to his son’s first birthday party (Olivier has a child with friends who are a gay female couple). His little boy reached out for me and wanted me to hold him. I thought Olivier had put him up to being cute to win me over! A few days later, we went on our first date – to the opening of an art gal-lery and then out for dinner. After I’d kissed Olivier goodnight and dropped him home, I thought, “Oh my, I’m in trouble.” On our second date, I didn’t leave, and we’ve been together ever since. I knew straight away he was the one for me. He is extremely smart. He’s kind. He’s fair. He’s successful. He’s also humble, sweet and generous. Oh, and he’s six feet tall and French – so a pretty good package! One day, a song came on the radio and I thought, “I’d like to play that at our wedding.” I knew I’d found The One, so why wouldn’t I want to get mar-ried? Olivier proposed just a couple of months after we met. We were lying out-side on the grass with his son, and Olivier said, “We wanted to know if you’d be his dad. Will you marry me?” When the right person says those words, it changes you forever. I just said, “Of course I will.” It didn’t matter that we couldn’t get married in Australia – we don’t wait around for people to give us permission to do things. We’d already booked a holiday to South Africa, where same-sex marriage h...