In 2015, the Supreme Court’s Obergefell v. Hodges decision changed my life. That decision meant that Michigan had to recognize my legal marriage to my wife and that, as her spouse, I could be covered under her health insurance.
I was also able to legally “adopt” my own son. And it couldn’t have come at a more crucial time for my family, seeing as I had breast cancer at the time.
I’d had surgery on my 37th birthday in April, and in June, when the Obergefell decision was issued, I was getting chemo. And it sucked.
Do not recommend. All thumbs down. (Except for the saving my life part: Worth it.) So, while my family was celebrating — I mean, as much as we could celebrate considering that I was kind of a downer at the time — one thing I