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Marriage for All

  • Writer: Tara Obner
    Tara Obner
  • Mar 31, 2025
  • 7 min read


In 2014, Nebraska emerged as a significant battlefield in the nationwide fight for LGBTQ+ rights, particularly regarding the issue of same-sex marriage. Leading this charge was Mika Covington, a passionate and resolute advocate whose leadership played a crucial role in garnering support for same-sex marriage. Covington orchestrated an energetic campaign at the state Capitol, where she rallied activists to express their demands for justice and recognition. Her actions embodied the grassroots activism of the era, as she collected letters from couples yearning for legal acknowledgment of their love and commitment. That March, together with a small team of activists, she aimed to present the letters to senators in Lincoln. Covington stressed that the battle for marriage equality extended beyond mere legal recognition; it was fundamentally about dignity, respect, and the inherent right to love anyone one desires. Despite the mixed reactions from lawmakers and the community, her steadfast determination and advocacy highlighted the urgent need for change, ultimately contributing to the broader national conversation about equality and civil rights—laying the groundwork for future progress in LGBTQ+ legislation within Nebraska and beyond.


Unbeknownst to me, a rally in Lincoln was already planned when my friend, Carol Kloss McClellan, approached with an adventurous proposal: to speak to a select group of Nebraska senators regarding my wish to marry my partner and formalize our commitment legally. I anticipated a private discussion with a small group, which stirred a mix of both excitement and nervousness within me. The prospect of advocating for my love and family in such an official setting highlighted not only my aspirations for our future but also the significance of equal rights for all families. With two children who deserve to see their parents unified under the lawful and social institution of marriage, I felt motivated to share our narrative. Equipped with heartfelt stories from our life together—joyful family vacations, our children's touching drawings of the family, and the sacrifices made to provide them with the best life possible—I readied myself to engage with the senators, not merely as a voter but as a fervent proponent of love, acceptance, and the pursuit of happiness. The chance to voice our family’s dreams and goals before influential lawmakers was both thrilling and intimidating, presenting an opportunity to advocate for change and illuminate the realities faced by modern families in Nebraska.


When crafting my speech, I focused on my deep desire to become a legal parent to the children I had with Ericka, making marriage equality for LGBTQ+ individuals imperative. The journey of advocating for my rights as a parent inherently highlighted the necessity of same-sex marriage, as legal recognition not only affirms our relationships but also establishes a stable, loving environment for our children. I shared heartfelt anecdotes about the challenges faced by non-traditional families, illustrating how the absence of legal acknowledgment can impact on our children's access to health care, inheritance rights, and emotional security. By emphasizing this personal narrative, I sought to illustrate that marriage equality is not just about legal privileges; it embodies the essence of commitment and the right to protect and nurture our families. In a society that champions diversity and inclusion, my speech resonated with the hope that every child, regardless of their parents' orientation, deserves the right to a loving and legally recognized family.


To adequately prepare for this crucial meeting with state senators, I recognized the importance of appearing professional and confident in my choice of clothing. After reviewing my wardrobe, it became clear that a visit to Kohl's was necessary. Once there, I sifted through the garments on display until I discovered a sleek, fitted blazer in a rich gray, complemented by a pastel blue blouse that exuded both authority and warmth. The outfit was completed with tailored trousers that enhanced my stance and classic black loafers designed for comfort while standing and speaking. As I donned this new attire, I felt a boost of empowerment; I understood that dressing with intention would not only elevate my confidence but also signify my commitment to advocating equality and justice. Entering that Senate office, I was resolute in my mission to represent not just myself, but the myriad voices of the LGBTQ+ community yearning for acknowledgment and acceptance.


Finally, the momentous day arrived. The thrill in the air was almost palpable as I hopped into the car alongside Carol, whose infectious excitement set a lively mood for our journey. Unbeknownst to me, my aim for a private conversation with a handful of Nebraska senators would escalate into a day overflowing with public spectacle. As we approached the impressive building, I spotted news crews gathered just inside the rotunda. Cameras were snapping, and microphones danced eagerly, all competing for a story. It suddenly dawned on me—I was inadvertently stepping into the spotlight. With a joyful grin, Carol quietly revealed that a rally for LGBTQ+ rights was scheduled for that day. The atmosphere buzzed with a mix of anticipation and intrigue as I prepared myself for an extraordinary day filled with spontaneous encounters and unforgettable moments.


I soon found myself surrounded by a motley group of activists led by Mika Covington. Armed with carefully crafted letters advocating equality and inclusiveness, we navigated the majestic marble corridors of the Capitol, weaving through the intricate architecture that echoed the struggles and triumphs of countless voices. Each letter was a testament to the challenges faced by the LGBTA+ community, filled with personal stories, hopes for legislative change, and demands for recognition and respect. As Mika passionately articulated the urgency of our mission, the group infused every step with a sense of purpose, seeking to engage lawmakers and foster open dialogue about the pressing issues impacting our lives. With each interaction, we not only delivered the letters collected from numerous people across Nebraska, but also sparked conversations that transcended beyond mere paperwork, igniting a beacon of hope for a more inclusive future in our conservative state. The atmosphere was electric, as we rallied for a world where love knows no limits and everyone can live authentically, illustrating the undeniable power of grassroots activism in the quest for justice and equality.


Back in the vibrant heart of the rotunda, I found myself unexpectedly chosen as a representative for the group. Stepping up to the podium, with news cameras focused on me, a wave of determination surged within me. The aspirations and dreams of those present rested heavily upon me, and I was committed to expressing not only the legal rights at stake but also the deep emotional significance of love that transcends boundaries. Although my prepared remarks were rooted in my personal experiences, I aimed for them to echo the sentiments of all LGBTQ+ couples longing for acknowledgment, along with the unwavering courage of those who have battled tirelessly over the years. With each word, I endeavored to foster understanding and galvanize support, highlighting that love is a universal experience, deserving the same acknowledgment and respect as any other form. As my speech concluded, applause reverberated around me, a unifying sound of shared hopes and renewed determination, and at that instant, I realized our collective voice would not be muted until justice was achieved for everyone.


After my address, a thrilling wave coursed through me as three news stations approached, eager for interviews. The stunning backdrop of intricate architecture combined with the Capitol's historical significance added weight to the occasion, enhancing the impact of my message. While recounting the key points of my speech to the reporters, I felt a rush of adrenaline, cognizant that my words were resonating with those in attendance. The journalists, equipped with microphones and cameras, asked thought-provoking questions, encouraging me to explore my motivations and the broader implications of my ideas. Each interaction not only reflected the media's enthusiasm but also highlighted the audience's genuine interest in pertinent LGBTQ+ issues our state faced at the time. I was excited about the chance to reach a larger audience through news programs, but as someone who had previously led a private life, I couldn’t help but wonder how my family would react to my “coming out” on the evening news.


Once the interviews concluded and the cameras were switched off, I felt a blend of excitement and anxiety wash over me. The significance of the recent events started to become clear—my struggle for equality was now known throughout the state. On the ride back home with Carol, fatigue intertwined with a sense of pride as we both silently contemplated the day’s happenings. However, underneath it all, I couldn’t help but wonder how my family would react to my public revelation, a concern that lingered like an unsaid question in my thoughts.


When I arrived home, the evening sky was painted in hues of fading orange and dusky blue, mirroring the duality of excitement and trepidation I felt. Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside, greeted by the familiar warmth of Ericka and the children. In that moment, surrounded by the laughter and chatter of my beloved family, the strength of our bonds felt more pronounced than ever.


Later that night, as Ericka and I watched the news together, the segment featuring my speech aired. In the silent living room, the weight of my words echoed softly. Observing her expression, pride and love etched clearly upon her face, I felt a profound sense of relief. After the broadcast, Ericka enveloped me in a tender embrace, and I realized then that my fears were unfounded. What mattered most was the truth and love that bound us as a family—two intertwined threads that would persist regardless of public opinion. 


Despite being unexpectedly propelled into the limelight, I successfully became a voice not only for myself and my family but for all those seeking acceptance and equality in Nebraska. That night, I realized that my openness had not only strengthened my own spirit but had also deepened my understanding of the true meaning of family. Within me, a flicker of hope was kindled, instilling a resolute faith that through shared determination and kindness, change would surely unfold, intertwining itself into the very fabric of our existence.


As I turned in for the night, thoughts of the future filled my dreams, with visions of a world where love triumphed over prejudice, and where justice was the cornerstone of a society that embraced all its members equally. And with determination in my heart, I knew our journey had only just begun.


 
 
 

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