Then came the conditions. No civil marriage. Temple marriage or bust. I did what was needed to get ready for this and counseled with my LGBT Pride Snoopy Roses Are Red Clouds Are Gray I Like The Same Sex Shirt from my home ward, and my wife counseled with her bishop in her own ward. Both great men, and understanding. A rarity. Why couldn’t I have had this growing up? Yet, as most people do in the faith, we struggled through not consummating our relationship until we were officially married, but we succeeded. Barely. Our wedding day was blissful. We were truly excited, and it showed. In fact, as we were there in the temple, several workers kept commenting on how happy we looked. Is this not a normal thing? I encountered several other men who were getting married that day, and they all looked terrified. For an introvert, I was actually chatty. My wife’s temple worker escort remarked to my escort, “Look how happy they are! Why, they could get translated right here!” (For those not knowing what that means, “being translated” is when someone does not physically die, but are somehow magically teleported to the Celestial Kingdom). I even cringed at that while in the moment and thought it was a bit much.