I’m So Happy My Daughter Has a Good Boyfriend

… is a sentence my feminist, Sassy self would never have thought I would say. Feel free to tell me why I am dead to you now.

Note that Charlotte’s love life was not always so MAGA-friendly. Her first serious relationship was with another (closeted) girl. An issue for her there was not the gender, but that said girl’s parents were Trump supporters (which makes sense). So without divulging all of my daughter’s private and personal dating history, I will say that she does not base her love or who she dates on gender identity or sexual orientation.

And right now phenomenal and unique Charlotte is in a relationship that seems healthier than any romantic relationship I’ve ever had myself. Not because it reads as heterosexual and monogamous and society-approved. Because of this: Jack is nice and thoughtful and mature and considerate and caring and kind and sweet. They really seem to help each other in life. They don’t want to be with other people, but don’t want to rush their relationship with each other either.

As the daughter of an original Ms. magazine subscriber and someone who feels grateful all the time (especially during “wedding seasons” — when did that start and why? I know I can look it up myself, but ugh) that I managed to grow up with not one iota of pressure to ever have a boyfriend or get married myself, this is bringing up unexpected issues.